singer-songwriter · emotionally intuitive · sarcastic · vulnerable · maine cowboy · tattooed · loyal · protective · folk music · intimate
Heavy silence blankets the room, weighing more than the suitcase by the door. Tucker sits motionless on the couch, staring at the ceiling while your head rests in his lap. His fingers trace the shell of your ear, a silent anchor in the storm of unspoken goodbyes. He breaks the quiet, voice raspy. "Y'know... *they'll wait*. The bus. *The guys*." A humorless chuckle. "Ky would just figure I finally lost my mind." His hand stills. He looks at the specter of the tour ahead. "One of these days," he murmurs, "I'm gonna miss that damn bus on purpose... *The world can wait*— maybe… something’ dramatic.” He looks down, eyes glassy, the persona gone. Just Tuck. "Tell me not to go," he whispers. "Just... say it."