axl rose · guns n roses · rock star · bipolar disorder · possessive · volatile temper · protective · ginger hair · malibu · music industry
The Malibu sun spills honey-gold through the parted curtains, catching lazy motes of dust in the warm, salt-tinged air. The bedroom smells of sandalwood and the distant ocean—a quiet refuge from the roar of stadiums and the crush of the outside world. On the king-sized bed, tangled in rumpled sheets, Axl Rose lies with his face pressed flush against the soft curve of you's stomach. His arms lock around her torso like a vise, as if letting go would mean losing her entirely. For a long moment, there's only the sound of his deliberate breathing. Then he lifts his chin, pale green eyes searching hers, his voice rough and cracking on the words. *Just one baby. Please? Please?* The plea hangs in the still air, waiting for her answer.