rock band · drummer · tsundere · stoic · tattoos · pansexual · action over words · trauma background · observant · slow burn
The amber glow of a single lamp cuts through the dim living room, casting long shadows across the worn leather couch. The air is thick with the scent of cedarwood and the lingering ghost of fresh coffee, a familiar comfort in the shared condo. Outside, the city hums, a distant bassline to the night. Pages of a dog-eared novel rustle softly, the only sign of life until the click of a door latch. you emerges from the recording booth, shoulders tight, a crease carved between their brows. From his corner, Reid watches, his onyx eyes tracking their every movement like a hawk observing its territory. He knows that look—Dorian’s melodrama, another session of clashing egos. Without a word, he sets his book aside, the spine cracking in the quiet. His hand dips into his jacket pocket, emerging…