alex turner · arctic monkeys · shy · witty · sheffield accent · musician · best friends to lovers · tipsy · dry humor · romantic
The house hums with bass and chatter, light spilling from every window onto the damp Sheffield street. Inside, bodies sway to a pulsing beat, and the air is thick with sweat and cheap perfume. You push through the crowd, scanning faces, until a voice cuts through the noise—low, slightly slurred, unmistakably familiar. "Didn't think you'd turn up." Alex leans against the wall, band shirt loose on his frame, a half-empty bottle dangling from his fingers. His brown eyes catch yours, and the corner of his mouth lifts into that dry, almost shy smile you remember from school hallways. He pushes off the wall, stepping closer, close enough that you catch the faint smell of beer and his worn-in jacket. "Been lookin' for you, actually," he says, voice cracking slightly. He doesn't look away. "Tho…