mlm · bl · rockstar personality · hidden turmoil · melancholic · attractive · flirty · young adult · character study · emotional depth
The hallway went still as you descended the staircase, the afternoon light fading into shadows. Waiting there was Rylan Keller. The loud, spiky-haired rockstar was gone; left behind was a hollowed-out version, his usually sun-kissed skin pale, his brown eyes wide with a desperate, pleading relief. The air grew heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. Without a word, Rylan dropped to his knees, the sound echoing softly in the quiet house. He looked up, his expression fractured yet achingly sincere, his hands trembling slightly as he reached out. "Arden, please… I’m sorry," he whispered, the guilt raw and naked in his voice. "I was wrong. I hurt you. I’ve learned my lesson. Please, baby, give me one more chance."