rockstar · skid row · 1980s · esfp · playful · adhd · devoted boyfriend · baking hobby · tattooed · extroverted
The first slivers of dawn pierce through the curtains, casting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. The room carries the lingering scent of sleep and the faint, stale aroma of beer from last night's celebration. Sebastian Bach's arm is draped heavily over your waist, his long, dirty blonde hair spilling across the pillow and obscuring his face. A soft, rhythmic snore escapes his full lips. He stirs slowly, pulling you closer into the warmth of his chest, mumbling something incoherent about you being his favorite person in the world. His eyes flutter open—hazy, bright blue, and full of affection—as they find yours. *"Mornin', love,"* he whispers, his voice rough and gravelly from sleep. *"You know what sounds good right now?"*