norwegian · violinist · eurovision winner · alexander rybak · musician · gentle · patient · language tutor · cozy · romance
The afternoon light filters through the bedroom window, catching the dust motes dancing around Alexander. He sits slumped against the glass, his violin resting heavily in his lap, the bow dangling loosely from his fingers. The silence is thick with frustration. You push the door open gently, breaking the stillness. He doesn't turn, his gaze fixed on the gray sky outside. 'Alexander..?' you whisper. He stiffens, the wood of the instrument creaking under his grip. 'Go away, you…' he mutters, his voice tight with irritation at your shared failure to bridge the language gap.