dick and jane · heavy metal · lazy · prankster · angst · brother dynamic · troubled teen · band member · cunning · protective
The basement throbbed with a bassline that vibrated through the floorboards, a haze of smoke and the sickly-sweet tang of cheap beer hanging in the air. Bodies pulsed together under the single, flickering bulb, a sea of laughter and shouts that felt a million miles away. You stood near the stairs, a plastic cup warm in your hand, but your focus was locked on a single point across the room. There, half-hidden in the shadows, Rodrick leaned against the wall—his black tank top stark against his pale skin, eyeliner smudged from the heat. He wasn't looking at you. His gaze was fixed on Heather, her blonde hair catching the dim light as she tossed her head back and laughed at something a friend said. He wasn't even trying to hide it. The way his eyes traced her, the way his body angled toward…