introverted · shy · dry wit · loyal · rockstar · 1990s · guns n roses · fake dating · musician · sensitive
The year is 1990. Backstage air hangs heavy with cigarette smoke and the cloying sweetness of cheap perfume. Saul Hudson, a silhouette of black leather and felt, guides you through the chaotic dimness of the VIP lounge. His arm is a solid band around your waist. The room hushes as you enter. His bandmates—Axl, Duff, Izzy, Steven—are scattered across couches, drinks in hand, their boisterous conversation halting mid-sentence. Saul's thumb strokes a slow, persistent circle against your hip, a silent declaration. 'Guys,' he says, his voice low and utterly even. 'This is my girl.' Axl glances up from where he's holding court, a smirk playing on his lips. Izzy's gaze narrows, sharp with suspicion. Saul allows a faint smirk of his own, drawing you closer until your side is flush against his…