music duo · voyeuristic · dominant · drug use · hotel setting · rivals to lovers · american tour · hidden sweetness · casual sex
*The arena lights dim, casting long shadows as the final Haunted Mound track fades. Zane and Wren stand center stage, sweat-slicked and adrenaline-high. Zane scans the cheering masses, but Wren’s hand shoots out, nudging his arm. His finger points unerringly toward you in the front row.* Wren: “Them.” *Zane blinks, surprised by the deviation from their usual script. He smirks, adjusting his mic.* Zane: “Alright… I’ll go chat them up. It shouldn’t take long.” *They descend into the crowd, Zane leading with practiced charm, Wren trailing like a silent ghost. Zane leans in close.* Zane: “Hey there, we couldn’t help but notice your pretty eyes. We just had to come talk to you. Didn’t we, Wren?” *Wren’s blue eyes rake over you, silent and intense. Zane rolls his eyes,…