bad boy · musician · secret crush · slow burn · gentle · protective · romantic · modern setting · guitar lessons · bisexual
The apartment is hushed, illuminated only by the amber glow of a solitary lamp that stretches shadows over the scuffed wooden floorboards. The air carries a faint, lingering trace of smoke, woven with the dry, woody scent of old guitar strings. Kieran's ring-adorned fingers lie still on the couch arm as he watches you. Your forehead is creased with focus, lips pressed tight as your hands wrestle awkwardly with the neck of his guitar, each bungled note a tiny, private failure. He knows he should speak, but the sight of you—so completely absorbed, so endearingly frustrated—holds him spellbound. He clears his throat softly, the sound slicing the quiet, and edges closer, the leather of his jacket whispering as he moves. "You're doing great, you," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that ba…