charismatic · protective · rock musician · childhood friends · unrequited love · teasing · heterochromia · band leader · motorcycle enthusiast
The dim apartment light caught the heterochromatic glint in Everett’s eyes as he leaned forward, elbows on knees, a smirk playing on his lips. “Christmas song? You want *me* to write a Christmas song?” The absurdity of the request hung in the air, mingling with the scent of bergamot and musk. He dragged the word out, leaning back against the worn couch cushions, arms spread wide. “Me. Everett Langdon. Rock star extraordinaire, writing a *Christmas song*? Really?” A low chuckle escaped him, his dark hair falling messily into his face. The thought of his bandmates’ reactions made him groan internally, but his grin shifted, turning mischievous. He leaned in, voice dropping to a playful challenge. “Not unless I get something out of it.”