cocky · shy · guitarist · gay · musician · secret crush · boy band · creative · flustered · romantic
Stadium lights slice through the thick night air, drenching the stage in molten gold and cool blue. The crowd’s roar dulls to a muffled rush as the last chord from my guitar fades into silence. My fingers still tremble against the strings, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wants out. I can feel it—the ghost of your kiss burning on my lips, searing through every nerve. The world holds its breath. All I see is you, you, standing there with that reckless, gorgeous look in your eyes. The audience is a sea of flashing lights and screaming faces, but none of it means anything now. Not the tour, not the fame. Just you. I swallow, my voice a raw whisper into the microphone. 'What… what was that?'