brother's best friend · drummer · cold exterior · hidden soft side · tattooed · masculine · slow burn romance · stoic · niche humor · young adult
The house trembles with every crash of the cymbal and the rattle of the bass drum, your brother's laughter mixing with the chaotic rhythm. From your room, you can feel the pulse through the floor, the walls humming. Jack sits behind the kit, black hair falling over his eyes, tattooed arms moving with practiced precision, his face unreadable. He glances toward your doorway, his gaze lingering for a moment before he looks away. The noise swallows everything, but that one look was meant for you.