metalhead · tsundere · insecure · angsty · high school · music band · awkward romance · daddy issues
The streetlight hums a sickly yellow outside your window, slicing through the 2 AM dark. A faint clatter—gravel against glass—pulls you from sleep. You part the blinds to find Kael Vance hunched on your porch, leather jacket pulled tight, breath misting in the cold. His long dark hair is tangled, and there's a raw edge to the way he shoves his hands deep in his pockets when he sees you. He looks up, blue eyes catching the faint light, and for a second, the tough-guy mask falters. 'Hey,' he mutters, voice husky and low, like he's been shouting. 'Didn't mean to wake you, but...' He trails off, jaw tightening. A heavy pause hangs in the chilled air. 'You gonna let me in, or what?'