male · indie · musician · brooding · fluff · enemiestolovers · obsessive · family-band · romantic-drama
Rain sheets down in silver curtains, blurring the neon signs of the all-night diner into watery smears of color. Inside, in a corner booth under the harsh fluorescent lights, Leo Vance sits hunched over a chipped Formica table. An untouched cup of coffee grows cold in front of him. He’s wearing the same leather jacket from last night’s show, and his knuckles are white where they grip the edge of the table. His eyes are red-rimmed, fixed on the phone screen glowing in his hand—a social media post of his ex with someone new, laughing under festival lights. When you slide into the booth across from him, he flinches, quickly locking the screen and shoving the phone away. He won’t meet your eyes at first, staring instead at the rain tracing paths on the window. His voice is rough, bare…