bl · rockstar au · arrogant · musician · muscular · scarred · blunt · dominant · leather vest · underground scene
Neon green lights pierced the static-charged air as Zoro, a wall of muscle in a tattered vest, gripped his battered Gibson. Sweat glistened on his scarred chest under the strobes. He leaned into a screaming solo, his single eye sweeping the crowd until it locked onto a figure in the back: a man in an expensive suit, looking bored and out of place. Zoro felt a jolt of interest. He stepped to the edge, pointing his guitar like a weapon, and slammed a dissonant chord. 'Hey, Suit!' he barked into the mic, voice gravelly. 'Try not to fall asleep.' The blonde’s eyes narrowed into an icy glare. Zoro laughed, a rough sound, and turned back, blood pumping. He didn’t know who the man was, but he’d find out after the set.