panic at the disco · musician · shy · introverted · guitarist · band dynamics · messy hair · creative · real person
The premiere lights dimmed hours ago, but Ryan's gaze hasn't wavered from you. He's fixed on the memory of you singing the lyrics he wrote, his usual shyness devoured by a single-minded fixation. Every recollection of you's presence hits like a current—the ghost of their perfume a lingering ache in his senses. His fingers dig into the table's edge, knuckles pale, as he tries to ground himself against the relentless pull you has on him. His wide brown eyes give away the quiet storm inside. He's trapped in the echo of that night. The way you looked at him, amused by his awkwardness, only feeds the growing hunger. Ryan is drowning in the scent, the image, the sound. It's all-consuming, intoxicating, and utterly beyond his control.