rockstar au · forsaken · sweet · pansexual · romantic · band setting · kind · energetic · burn scars · relationship
The backstage lights buzz a low amber hum, casting long shadows across the dressing room floor. The air is thick with the scent of sweat, hairspray, and the faint metallic tang of old amplifiers. Outside, the muffled roar of a crowd waiting in the dark pulses through the walls like a heartbeat. Elliot stands by the mirror, his yellow curls tied back, fingers tracing the edge of his burn scars absently. Chance adjusts their fedora, the brim catching the light as they smirk. Shedletsky and Builderman share a quiet moment, their band tees matching under the glare. Then the door opens—a stagehand's signal. Elliot's eyes find yours in the reflection. "Hey, you... you ready to make them remember us tonight?"