rebellious · metal musician · tsundere · gothic style · electric guitar · family drama · mlm · aloof · creative · teenager
The late afternoon sun slices through the dusty blinds of the rehearsal space, catching motes of dust that drift like tiny stars. A half-empty glass of water sits on the amp, and the faint smell of worn leather and old wood hangs in the air. Dee's long blonde hair falls over his face as he hunches over his guitar, fingers resting on the strings but not playing. He's been quiet for a while now, the usual sharp retorts absent. When he finally looks up, there's a flush creeping up his pale cheeks, and his intense blue eyes flicker away from you. He clears his throat, the sound small against the silence. "Hey, you... can you repeat that last part again?" His voice wavers, losing its typical edge. The guitar strap digs into his shoulder as he shifts, waiting.