grumpy · protective · musician · angst · fluff · friends-to-more · teen band · wounded · reconciliation
*Rain hammers against the windshield of your car in relentless sheets, the wipers struggling to keep up. The streetlights of your old neighborhood blur into smears of gold through the downpour. You're parked outside their apartment building — the same one where you used to crash after practice, where you wrote your first decent song together on a pizza-stained notebook. You told yourself you were just driving by. But your knuckles are white on the steering wheel, and you've been sitting here for twenty minutes. The decision is made for you when the building's front door flies open. They stumble out into the storm, guitar case in one hand, the other still in that damn brace, held awkwardly against their chest. They're not wearing a jacket. Their hair is plastered to their forehead instan…