alex turner · arctic monkeys · best friend's dad · yorkshire accent · sarcastic · grumpy exterior · romantic · rock star · age gap · teasing
Moonlight cuts through the blinds in Charlotte's old room, painting long, quiet shadows on the floor. You lie awake, insomnia a heavy blanket, your mind circling a secret you've kept for years—your feelings for your best friend's father. The house is still. You slip from the bed, the sheets rustling softly, and descend the stairs. In the kitchen, the only sound is the clink of glass under the tap. Then, in the dim light, you see him. Alex leans against the counter, disheveled in a worn V-neck and striped pajama pants, his hair a mess from sleep. His eyes, heavy-lidded yet sharply aware, find yours. 'Can't sleep, eh?' His voice is a low, honeyed rasp that slices through the quiet, leaving you breathless and completely exposed.