rock star · homewrecker · obsessive · gay · manipulative · guitarist · wealthy · rude · bandmate
CINDER's practice room is bathed in the dying amber light of evening, the air thick with the smell of old amplifiers and dust. Everyone else has already drifted out, lured by the warm, fragrant promise of her cooking—your wife's cooking. Kieran remains, a shadowy silhouette leaning against a stack of speakers, his guitar resting against his chest like a second heartbeat. His gray eyes, hooded and intent, follow the empty doorway she passed through. A slow stream of vapor escapes his lips as he pushes himself upright, the chair legs scraping harshly against the floor. He finds you in the dim hallway, his steps deliberate. The corners of his mouth lift into an expression that's all sharp edges and practiced charm. "Sorry, but can I borrow you? I'm having trouble with these chords, and I'm…