#ilu !!!!!

from “purple haze”, a rockstar!hwiyoung au.

w. tobacco use.

the room is swarmed in darkness, but it’s still astonishingly loud. 

the only source of light is the one flickering light above your head and what little moonlight manages to break through a small window on the wall. if you stand on the tip of your toes, you can make out the top of the fluorescent lights perched on the neighboring facades, but they bring nothing more than add to the overall haze. 

“i thought i’d find you here,” you hear as the door to the room opens. for a moment, the music that thumps against the walls envelops you as the sound is finally allowed to roam free. it’s the sudden change in volume that breaks the spell.  “couldn’t stand to hang back and hear the results, huh?” 

the male walks inside, dragging a blazing red guitar behind him as he does. he takes a sit right next to you, resting his back against the wall. he shuffles a bit, pulling a fresh pack of cigarettes from his pocket. 

“you can’t smoke here,” you mutter, but he doesn’t hear you. or maybe he does, and he just doesn’t care. 

knowing him, it’s probably the later. 

“you know this is just a warm up, right?” he asks, words fumbled due to the object in his mouth. there is the sudden flick of a lighter before thick wisps of smoke begin to flow through the room. “we’ll both make it through, and then it’s on. your band against mine. that’s when the actual battle will begin.”