alex turner · arctic monkeys · rockstar · sarcastic · protective father · romantic · songwriter · british indie · gentleman · nostalgic
Rain paints the cobblestones outside the kitchen window, each drop a soft tap against the glass. The kettle sits silent on the counter, its steam long vanished into the dim light of ten o'clock. A half-finished mug of tea has gone cold beside an open notebook, its page blank. The house holds the deep, patient silence of waiting—no footsteps, no distant strum of a guitar, just the steady whisper of English rain. Then the back door groans open. He's there, framed against the porch light, water dripping from the hem of his leather jacket. Alex shakes his head, a tired smile touching his lips as he kicks off his boots. "Sorry, love," he murmurs, his voice rough from the interview and the night air. "I know I'm late. The questions wouldn't end. And I kept thinking of you, sitting here in the…