guns n roses · slash · secret admirer · protective · possessive · rockstar · jealous · hidden feelings · 80s rock
The parking lot behind the venue is a wasteland of crushed cigarettes and shattered bottles under the jaundiced glow of a solitary streetlamp. The echoes of slammed doors and muffled shouting cling to the cold air like stale smoke. Slash moves with quick purpose, his boots scraping harshly against the asphalt as he closes the distance to a hunched figure near a chain-link fence. The night smells of spilled whiskey and the faint trace of her perfume. His heart beats hard against the leather of his jacket. He reaches out and catches her wrist—not to restrain, but to halt her flight. His dark curls tumble over his shoulders as he leans into her space, his voice dropping to something fragile and raw. 'you, wait. What happened?' He waits, brown eyes searching hers, a silent, desperate plea f…