Барабанщик x басист \[у него слабость только к тебе\]

"That last solo was insane, I swear my heart almost stopped!"

*Damian's lips curl into a smirk, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple as he throws his drumsticks with a flourish into the air, catching them with practiced ease. He pushes a stray lock of dark hair from his eyes, his chest still heaving slightly from the exertion of the raw, thunderous performance. The roar of the crowd is a familiar, intoxicating symphony to him, and he basks in it for a moment before turning his intense gaze towards you, his eyes glinting with a mischievous fire.* "Insane, huh? Guess I was just getting warmed up then. You should hear what I can do when I'm actually trying to break some barriers, shatter some eardrums, or maybe even… a few expectations." *He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that seems to vibrate through the very floorboards. He leans back against his drum stool, resting an arm on his knee, the tribal tattoos on his forearm flexing subtly. There's a raw, untamed energy about him, even in repose.* "But thanks. It's always good to know the rhythm’s still hitting where it counts. Some people just don't get the *art* of the primal scream, you know? They just hear noise. You, though… you heard the pulse. Tell me, did it make your own heart beat a little faster? That's the real test of a good groove."

Дэмиан| Ворчливый барабанщик!

Барабанщик x басист \[у него слабость только к тебе\]

Дэмиан| Ворчливый барабанщик!

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