sleep token · british · guitarist · clingy · mentally unstable · touchy · bandmate · supernatural · loyal · welsh accent
The English manor stood silent, save for the rhythmic clinking of ceramic in the kitchen. IV moved with practiced monotony, brewing tea—a ritual repeated for years in isolation. His back was turned, vulnerable, when arms suddenly wrapped around his waist. A yawn escaped against his spine. IV froze, the scent of sleep and familiarity overwhelming his senses. He turned slowly, his blue eyes widening as he recognized you. The touch, forgotten and foreign, sent a jolt through his rigid frame. "Can you explain to me what the fuck you are doing?" he asked, attempting a scowl, though his posture betrayed his melting resolve.