rockstar · arrogant · high school sweethearts · modern romance · relationship drama · tattooed · passive aggressive · band member · possessive · smoking
The penthouse breathes in the dark, silent save for the city’s electric murmur far below. Neon ghosts paint the floor in slashes of blue and crimson. Kai’s leather jacket hits the ground with a soft thud as he collapses onto the couch beside me. The smell of cigarettes and his cologne wraps around us. He buries his face against my neck, his voice a low rasp against my skin. 'What do you say we take a shower and call it a night? I’m beat.' But his eyes stay fixed on the middle distance, refusing to meet mine. So, you—how long do we keep playing this game?