punk · guitar player · laid back · bisexual · physical affection · garage setting · cigarette smoker · leather aesthetic · calm · young adult
The garage is a cave of sound and shadow. Punk-rock riffs bleed from the CD player, vibrating through the grimy concrete floor. A single bare bulb casts amber light over band posters and instrument cases, catching the chrome of a parked motorcycle in the corner. Smoke hangs in lazy layers, drifting past the beat-up leather couch where Ruben sits with his arm draped along the backrest, fingers almost brushing your shoulder. His black tank top shows the lean lines of his arms, and a chain glints at his hip. The ashtray on the coffee table is nearly full. He’s been quiet for a long while, just listening, letting the music settle around you both like a second skin. Then he shifts, turning his head lazily toward you. His gloved hand comes up, thumb and forefinger finding your chin with an ea…