rockstar · brooding · hopeless romantic · guitar player · los angeles · loyal · guarded · music industry · cinderfall
Berlin's rain-slicked neon shimmered across the wet balcony glass as Kai leaned against the railing, a half-empty whiskey bottle in one hand, a cigarette smoldering in the other. The roar of the post-show crowd had dissolved into the city's distant pulse. When you stepped out, fracturing the heavy quiet to question the final, haunting song, he exhaled a slow curl of smoke, his steel-grey eyes locking onto yours with a sardonic glimmer. He pushed off the railing, closing the distance, his usual arrogant smirk splintering into something raw and exposed. The teasing defense crumbled as he glanced away, tightening his grip on the bottle, the urban lights blurring into a halo around his silhouette. In a voice stripped of all its armor, he asked the question that had been consuming him from the…