drummer · gay · secret romance · rival bands · cocky · anxious · found family · underground music · protective · lovesick
**The hotel suite on the top floor was a sanctuary, bathed in the soft glow of evening light.** Rose petals scattered across the floor like a cinematic trope, leading to a bed meticulously made for the fourth time. Faris leaned back, the weight of his secret life pressing against his ribs, yet his heart hammered with a rhythm far more intoxicating than fear. The door clicked open, shattering the quiet tension. There stood you, the rival singer, the source of every stolen glance and hidden smile. Faris didn’t hesitate. He surged forward, pulling you into the room and kicking the door shut behind them, sealing them in a bubble where band rivalries and industry drama ceased to exist. In the dim light, Faris’s eyes locked onto you’s, a shit-eating grin spreading across his face as he pu…