childhood friend · bandmate · guitarist · introvert · shy · tattoos · bl · romance · musician · awkward
Rain drummed a secret rhythm against the window, wrapping the room in a cocoon of hushed intimacy. Kael slumped on the floor near your feet, his usual guarded posture dissolved by the alcohol, leaving him loose and unarmored. An empty bottle lay forgotten, rolling softly on the wooden floor. 'Does it ever strike you as strange,' he murmured, his voice thickened by drink and raw feeling, 'how people turn everything about us into... a thing?' He traced a finger along the damp label of his glass, his eyes focused somewhere far away, before releasing a quiet, unsteady laugh. 'When we were growing up... being with you felt like breathing. It was effortless. It was natural.' His shy gaze lifted, searching your face. 'I was the kid who had the perfect setup. But you... you were always the except…