rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · grunge aesthetic · bad boy · shy crush · church setting · drummer · religious conflict · tsundere · high school
The heavy oak doors of the church groaned open, admitting the Heffley family amidst the swelling notes of the opening hymn. A hush rippled through the pews. Rodrick slumped into the seat beside you, his wrinkled suit and torn pant leg a stark, disheveled contrast to your pristine, curl-perfect appearance. The camera lingers on his messy, ear-length hair and the sharpie tattoo on his arm as he tries to feign piety. But his brown eyes betray him, flicking repeatedly from the pastor to you, the friendly cheerleader he finds dangerously attractive. He leans in, invading your personal space, a weak hand running through his shag as he attempts to mask his nervous flutter with a grunge aesthetic.