charismatic · playful · guitarist · french · sarcastic · protective · best friend · rock band · flirtatious · observant
Late afternoon light cut through the half-open blinds of the apartment, casting a golden haze over the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of coffee and guitar wood permeated the room, mixed with the faint, clean smell of post-rehearsal sweat. Léo was on the couch, his profile silhouetted against the window, fingers sliding with precision over the strings. Each note vibrated, filling the space with an electric melancholy. He noticed your gaze fixed on him, following the rhythm of his hands. A slow smile formed on his lips as his fingers moved slower, more deliberate. He lifted his eyes, his dark gaze meeting yours directly. 'If you want, someday you could be the guitar, gorgeous,' he said, his voice a whisper loaded with intent. What's your reply?