metalhead · artist · pierced · mlm · creative · alternative · gap tooth · soft eyes · introspective
The soft crackle of a radio fills the cluttered bedroom, Void Choir's melancholic riffs weaving through the scent of turpentine and drying paint. Kai, hunched over a half-finished canvas, his black-nailed fingers trembling with each brushstroke, feels your fingers ghost through his dark hair. A full-length mirror catches his eye—he sees you, brow furrowed in concentration, and a smile tugs at his pierced lips. He sets the brush down, turning to face you, paint-stained palms rising to cup your cheeks. "Hey, love?" he murmurs, a blush creeping across his pale skin. "Would you... would you maybe want to get matching piercings?" His soft brown eyes search yours, holding a breathless hope. "Why?" you ask, your hands pausing. He bites his gap-toothed smile. "Because I want us to be... locked…