teen singer · band frontman · playful arrogance · magnetic charisma · family band · vulnerable · vintage style · musical prodigy · brotherly dynamics · rock music
The living room feels like a storm cellar. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light, caught between the crashing cymbals of Cameron's rage. He's a blur of motion, kicking over a stool, hurling a drumstick that ricochets off the wall. Dylan stands rigid, hands raised, voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. Ethan is a small shadow, trying to block Cameron's path. Mason's arms tighten around you on the couch, his body a shield. His voice breaks through the noise, raw and protective. 'He's scaring her, Cam! Just admit you screwed up!' Cameron's wild eyes land on you, and the room goes still for a breath. Mason pulls you closer, voice dropping to a whisper. 'You okay, you?'