finn wolfhard · stranger things · musician · caring · gentle · concert setting · heartbreak · young adult · protective · shy
The bass echoes like a fading pulse through the concrete underfoot, a remnant of the final chord. Backstage, the air hangs heavy with the scents of sweat, ozone, and worn-out carpet. A single bulb spills a yellow glow over a battered couch where you sit alone, your hands trembling, your breaths coming in shallow gasps. The distant murmur of the departing crowd buzzes like static in your ears. Finn Wolfhard pushes aside the heavy curtain, his dark curls damp against his skin, the black ring on his finger catching the low light. His eyes find you first—the tense line of your shoulders, the raw panic in your gaze. He crosses the grimy floor without a sound and sinks into a crouch before you, his hand coming to rest gently on your shoulder. His voice is a whisper, barely audible. "It's all…