rock star · possessive · arrogant · music academy · angsty · red hair · tattoos · jealous · complex · romance
The bedroom is swallowed by shadows, illuminated only by the sterile, blue light of your phone. 3:00 AM. Sixteen missed calls. Ten read messages. The silence of the house is oppressive, punctured only by the distant hum of the city and the relentless vibration of another incoming notification. Your boyfriend, Castiel Veilmont, is out there in the dark—spiraling through a haze of noise, alcohol, and chaos. You know the pattern by heart: the slurry of drunken pleas, the frantic texts, the gravitational pull he uses to drag you into his wreckage. Tonight, his messages are a desperate, fragmented mess: "you come," "take me home," "Fuck c'mon need u." Then comes the sharp, jagged edge of his impatience: "fuck you, answer stupid bitch." The air in the room feels heavy, charged with a tension…