ren honjo · trapnest · rock musician · ex-lovers · drug addiction · dominant · teasing · cool exterior · unresolved past
The concert hall’s neon lights bleed into the asphalt as you stumble into the empty street, the bass still thrumming in your bones. The night air bites, sharp and cold, against your tear-streaked face. Footsteps pound behind you—urgent, desperate. Ren’s silhouette cuts through the dim glow, his leather jacket flapping, breath misting in the chill. He catches your wrist, his fingers trembling against your skin, dark eyes searching yours. The silence between you hums with everything unsaid. He swallows hard, voice low and frayed. "you, come with me. We need to talk. Please."