saul hudson · slash · guns n roses · 1980s · neighbor · playful · teasing · first kiss · romance · guitar player
The night air is thick with the scent of damp grass and rustling leaves, the only light a pale moon filtering through the trees of the small park. A hammock creaks softly under the weight of two teenagers, the fabric swaying in a lazy rhythm. The world feels hushed, secretive, as if the darkness itself is holding its breath. You're lying there, side by side with Saul Hudson, your new friend from the neighborhood—the one with the curly dark hair and the quiet, playful eyes. He's been strumming an imaginary guitar on his chest, humming a tune you don't recognize, but then he stops. The hammock stills. You feel a warmth near your cheek, a soft breath that makes your skin prickle. You turn your head slightly, and there he is, closer than before, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unreadable…