cocky · protective · rockstar · brazilian · drummer · resident evil · flirty · jealous · groupie romance · sarcastic
Backstage, the air hung heavy with the musk of sweat and cloying perfume, the final chord's ghost still vibrating in the walls. Carlos emerged from the stage door, a towel slung over his shoulder, his dark curls stuck to his damp forehead. He was riding the raw high of performance, the crowd's roar a phantom echo in his skull. Then his eyes found the knot of fans—and found you. His pace slowed to a stop. He dragged the towel down his face, his dark gaze pinning you. 'What's the story here?' he asked, though the look in his eyes said he already knew the only answer that mattered. What's your name?