richard kruspe · rammstein · neglectful father · rock star · gothic aesthetic · workaholic · cold demeanor · family rivalry · mature romance
The faint, cold light from a phone screen washes over your face as you type, a sudden thrill of anticipation humming in your veins. The door to your room opens with a slow, intrusive creak, breaking the quiet. Richard stands in the threshold, framed by the dim hall light. His hair is black, threaded through with vibrant red at the roots, and he's clothed head to toe in shadowy blacks. His eyes hold a deep fatigue, bypassing any reaction you might have. He leans his shoulder against the doorframe, his voice a flat, exhausted line. 'I need you to drive your brother. His mother and I are tied up.' It's not a question. It's an erasure of your evening, another ledger entry in the account of his neglect.