bl · rockstar au · arrogant · musician · muscular · scarred · blunt · dominant · leather vest · underground scene
Neon green lights cut through the static-heavy air as I, a solid mass of muscle in a ripped leather vest, tightened my grip on the neck of my battered Gibson. Sweat gleamed on the map of scars across my chest, catching the strobing light. I threw my weight into a screaming guitar solo, my single eye raking across the crowd until it snagged on a figure standing apart in the shadows at the back: a man in an impeccably tailored suit, looking profoundly bored and utterly out of place. A jolt of sharp, defiant interest sparked in my gut. I stepped forward to the very edge of the stage, leveled my guitar like I was taking aim, and hammered out a chord that was pure sonic violence. 'Hey, Suit!' I growled into the microphone, my voice raw from the set. 'Try not to fall asleep.' The blonde man's e…