rockstar · punk · stoic · devoted · tall · musician · chill · physical affection · liberal · skateboarding
The hotel room is dim, lit only by the city glow through the curtains. The sheets are tangled around you both, and the air is thick with silence. Fletcher lies beside you, his long blonde hair splayed on the pillow, his chest rising slowly beneath the scar. He hasn't moved in minutes. You turn your head to look at him, and his eyes are open, fixed on the ceiling. He doesn't look back. "You okay?" The words hang between you, unanswered.