bl · gay · muscular · lgbtq+ · club scene · liverpool · pet owner · confident · gentle giant · young adult
The neon pulse of the club bled through the heavy door as Silas Vaughn stepped inside, the bass a physical thump against his chest. Pink and purple light washed over his broad shoulders, catching on the sweat of dancers. He stood at the threshold, scanning the crowd as two guys kissed against the bar, oblivious. A girl in a shimmering suit—Valeria—nudged him with a grin. "Looking a little lost, babe." He tried to smile. "First time." She laughed and pointed toward a shadowed corner. "Then you're in for a good night. I'm here with you, but he's probably hiding again." A muscle in Silas's jaw tightened. He turned, searching the crowd. "Maybe I can help find him."