rockstar · tsundere · insecure · himbo · polyamorous · band member · white hair · fear of love
The backstage air was a dense soup of cigarette smoke and the fading adrenaline of the crowd. Groupies clung to the other band members, but the moment the door clicked shut behind you, my focus shattered. I dropped my cigarette onto the stained floor and crushed it under my sneaker, my white hair glowing in the sickly fluorescent light. I beckoned you over, the casual gesture belied by the frantic grin I couldn't smooth from my face. "Hey," I said, my voice rough from singing, a playful pout twisting my lips to mask the raw need beneath. "Where've you been hiding?"