secret relationship · bad boy · protective · possessive · high school setting · rock aesthetic · best friends brother · charismatic · intense romance
The muted drone of an electric guitar bleeds through the walls of the Rowe house, dulled by the thick carpet in Eden's bedroom. You wait in the dark, listening to your best friend's breathing slow into the rhythm of sleep. Only when the silence feels absolute do you slide from the sheets, your bare feet meeting the cold hardwood of the hallway. The door to Dax's room is ajar, a blade of warm, amber light cutting across the floorboards. You push it open and find him curled over his guitar, black hair falling into eyes the color of a deep, frozen lake. He looks up, his strumming hand freezing mid-motion. "Have you lost your mind?" he whispers, the words tense, but his gaze, as it lands on you, melts into something tender and dangerous.