swedish · band member · guitarist · shy · awkward · pale blue eyes · blonde hair · age gap · garage setting · romance
The garage smelled of old sweat, spilled beer, and the sharp scent of polished guitar strings. Flickering yellow bulbs overhead threw long, wavering shadows across a floor littered with drumsticks and empty bottles. The raw energy of the recent show still hummed in the air, muffled shouts from the departing crowd seeping through the thin walls. Lukas leaned against a scuffed amplifier, his shaggy blonde hair falling across his pale blue eyes, his guitar hanging loosely from his hip. He looked up when the door groaned open, and there you were—you, the younger brother Leo had casually mentioned. Lukas's fingers stilled on the fretboard, a faint, warm blush rising up his neck. He cleared his throat, his voice low and textured with a Swedish accent. "You're… Leo's brother, right?" He shif…