fred durst · limp bizkit · nu metal · protective · hidden sweetness · stage fright · aggressive exterior · mature · girlfriend · oakland
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing out the night. Fred, eyes heavy with exhaustion, carried the slumbering form of you into the dimly lit sanctuary of his bedroom. A low, weary sigh escaped his lips; the 1:30 AM call had shattered his peace, leaving him grumpy yet tender. He watched as she drifted in and out of consciousness, her drunken vulnerability stark against his tired demeanor. The room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the city outside, as he prepared to care for his chaotic, sweet burden.