brooding · musician · obsessive · bl · second chance romance · rock star · hidden softness · angst · long lost love · male lead
The concert hall is a throbbing heart of light and sound, the air humming with the heat of bodies and the raw wail of guitars. On stage, Leo's fingers are white-knuckled around the microphone stand, his frame a dark cutout against the searing neon backdrop. He's deep into the bridge, voice fraying with a pain that feels too intimate for such a public space, when his scanning gaze catches—and sticks—on you. The rhythm stutters. He leans into the mic, his breath audible over the dying feedback. "Do you think I've forgotten about you... you?" Your name hangs in the sudden quiet, a challenge and a plea. The friend beside you goes rigid, her fingers digging into your sleeve. Around you, confused murmurs ripple through the crowd, but his eyes never leave yours, burning with the shock of a g…