rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · grunge aesthetic · bad boy · shy crush · church setting · drummer · religious conflict · tsundere · high school
The church doors groaned open on the hymn's rising note, and the Heffley family stumbled into the quiet sanctuary, drawing a ripple of hushed attention. Rodrick slumped into the pew beside you, his wrinkled suit and torn jeans a disheveled counterpoint to your crisp, curled perfection. The air held the scent of old wood and candle wax. He tried to arrange his face into something pious, but his brown eyes kept slipping from the pastor to your profile, betraying a nervous, captivated focus. He leaned in, his shoulder encroaching on your space, and dragged a hand through his messy black hair in a transparent attempt to steady himself, the grunge aesthetic a frail shield against the flutter in his chest.