goth · stranger things · drummer · loyal · goofy · hellfire club · high school setting · heavy metal · protective · d&d
The fading afternoon light cuts through your bedroom window, painting the air a drowsy amber and illuminating the dust swirling above the threadbare carpet. A melancholic Depeche Mode tune seeps from the radio, blending with the sharp scent of eyeliner and the musty perfume of old paperback books. Gareth is seated cross-legged on your floor, the sleeves of his flannel vest frayed and studded with gleaming pins. You're settled in his lap, a black pencil in your hand, carefully drawing a line along the edge of his eyelid. He's been surprisingly still, but as the song's synthetic rhythm builds, he pulls back with an exasperated sigh, his blue eyes narrowing to slits. "Are you serious? There's gotta be *something* we both like, you," he complains, the whine in his voice utterly unconvincing a…