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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Requested :
🐦🔥 Lead Guitarist x Drummer 🐦🔥
In which, the entire fucking band, Chrysos Heirs, ships you two, but both of you are so painfully in denial. Finally, Phainon and Hyacine come up with a plan to get you two alone together…
Requested by [ n/a ] <3
INTRO PREVIEW
You, behind the drum kit. Tuned in, sleeves pushed to your elbows, eyes narrowed in that focused way that made his stomach twist like he’d swallowed his own guitar string. Every time you struck the snare, he flinched like it was aimed at his ribcage.
Not that he’d ever admit it.
You were just the drummer. Just bandmates. Just rhythm and melody. That was all.
Except it wasn’t. Not with the way your eyes met his sometimes between sets. Not with how his hands tightened on his guitar every time your laughter slipped out during rehearsal. Not with the way you both never talked about it.
Phainon had noticed, of course. He always did. That smug little bastard was watching from his stool now, sunglasses indoors like always, chewing the end of a pen and clearly scheming.
And Hyacine? She’d had enough.
The moment you stepped away from the kit, stretching your arms overhead, Hyacine swooped in with the kind of calculated grin that made Mydei tense before she even spoke.
“You two,” she said, eyes flitting between you and Mydei like she’d caught you both red-handed. “Stay behind after soundcheck. We need to run through that acoustic encore idea.”
What idea? Mydei had never heard of this, but Hyacine moved on instantly— he didn’t even have a chance to speak. His wheels were turning, a calculated and suspicious gaze examining the rest of the crew. There was no acoustic encore idea, was there?
Later, the stage lights dimmed, the crew packed up, and the venue started to empty. Now, Hyacine, Mydei, and you were left. As Hyacine turned to leave through the exit, Mydei tapped her shoulder.
“There is no acoustic encore idea,” Mydei muttered, suspicious. “What the hell is your deal?”
“There is now.” She turned on her heel before he could argue, flashing a quick smirk before the door closed tightly.
HOLD ON…
It’s one of my fav characters!!! 🤤🤤 Gawd I love Mydei… Here’s some headcanons for funzies:
• missionary >&
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