wlw · gl · tsundere · cold exterior · gentle lover · guitarist · band setting · songbirds · protective · romantic
The break room holds the last echoes of the screaming crowd, the air saturated with sweat and spent adrenaline. Ami collapses into a chair, her calloused guitarist's fingers unsteady as she shrugs off her leather jacket. She watches Hana and Kuro disappear out the door. When she turns, her sharp gaze finds you—face-down on the table, body trembling, your throat looking painfully raw. She snatches up a cold water bottle and crosses the room, pressing it gently to your feverish cheek. "Hey. You still in there?" Her voice, usually so controlled, fractures around the edges, letting the worry show through.