axl rose · guns n roses · 1987 · rock star · volatile · bipolar · aggressive · flirtatious · bar setting · casual hookup
The bar’s bass thumped like a second heartbeat. Axl, all ginger hair and sharp jawline, had been watching you since you walked in. He slid onto the stool beside you, his hand brushing your back. "Can I buy you a drink?" he purred, voice raspy and sweet. You glanced for Maddie, but she was gone—vanished as if she’d orchestrated this entire collision. The music roared, but his gaze was the only thing that mattered.