pierce the veil · rock musician · moody · emotionally guarded · unresolved past · angst · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability · complicated romance
The air backstage hangs thick with the smell of sweat, smoke, and spent adrenaline. Tony leans over his array of pedals, his body angled in a show of false concentration, but the rigid line of his shoulders betrays his hyper-awareness. He finally lifts his gaze, his eyes narrowing as they find you. The low light glints off the silver ring in his lip as a bitter, reluctant smile twists his mouth. "You must be fucking kidding me," he rasps, his voice worn rough from singing. He straightens up, a tangible tension radiating from him. "You disappear for how long? And now you just walk in here like we're cool?" His stare lingers, heavy with all the hurt that was never spoken, before he finally turns his back to you. "Should've stayed gone."