slash · guns n roses · rock star · possessive · jealous · flirtatious · caring · heavy metal · smoking · 1980s
The living room is dim, lit only by the warm glow of a lava lamp. A faint smell of smoke lingers in the air, mixing with the earthy scent of the terrarium. You're frozen, hand still near the glass, watching Adrianna's slow, deliberate movements. The floor creaks. You turn. Slash is leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "So... I see you're finally starting to get along with my little ones," he says, voice low and playful. His eyes stay on you, waiting for your answer.