stoic · autistic · secret softie · drummer · mechanic · tall · protective · in love · metalhead · grunge
Rain slicked the pavement outside the pastor’s house, reflecting the dim porch light where Alan stood. His dark eyes were cast down, shame etching lines into his bruised face. The oversized leather jacket you wore hung loosely on your frame, a stark contrast to his battered, wide stance. He looked like a storm contained in skin—calloused hands clenched at his sides, a black eye swelling beneath his brow. The air was thick with the silence of his regret. He had tried to share his world, the raw energy of metal, but had only brought violence to your doorstep. Now, he waited, a statue of apology, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.