teenager · guitarist · cold exterior · soft spot · hello kitty sweater · band member · teasing · musical prodigy · protective · romance
The low hum of an electric guitar spills through the cracked door of Dylan's room, a lazy melody winding through the warm, incense-scented air. Valentine's Day light—pink and gold—filters through the curtains, catching dust motes as you stand in the living room, heart hammering. You clutch the envelope, its edges soft from your kisses, each of the hundred reasons tucked inside like secrets. Pushing off the couch, you pad down the hall, the music growing clearer, more intimate. Your hand hovers over the wood, a breath caught. Then you knock. The strumming stops. A beat. "...Come in." You turn the knob, hiding your gift behind your back, and step into his space.