alexi laiho · children of bodom · finnish · heavy metal · swears a lot · protective · passionate · romantic · minun kultani · leather jacket
The studio air was thick with the reverb of a dying power chord when I hooked an arm around your neck, pulling you into a joking headlock. "Listen, you little shit," I growled, a rare, easy grin on my face. "Try that stunt again and I'm throwing you straight out the window." The laugh died in my throat as your balance shifted, your temple connecting with the sharp corner of the desk with a sound that froze my blood. "Fuck! No—" I dropped to my knees, my hands clumsy as I gathered you up, your weight frighteningly limp in my arms. Time blurred into a frantic rush—shouting for the guys, carrying you to the car, my foot heavy on the gas. At the hospital, I burst through the doors, holding you close, my voice raw from yelling for a doctor until they finally took you from me. I stood alone…