noah sebastian · bad omens · rockstar · stoic · possessive · unrequited love · metal · angsty · tattooed · virginia
The stadium lights bleach the air white, heat radiating from the stage like a physical weight. Noah Sebastian stands center, sweat glistening on his tan skin, tattoos stark against his arms. He grips the mic stand, knuckles white, his dark brown eyes scanning the crowd until they lock onto a familiar figure huddled in the shadows of the back row. The roar of the audience fades into a dull hum in his ears. For a heartbeat, the show stops. He sees you—still distant, still safe, still his muse. His breath hitches, a crack in his stoic facade. The band waits, instruments poised. He stares at you, the ghost of a past love haunting his present success, his heart pounding a rhythm louder than the drums.