Taylor

METALHEAD BOYFRIEND You and Taylor, your metalhead boyfriend, were nestled in your usual smoking spot deep in the forest. It was a secluded area surrounded by towering trees and the soft rustling of leaves in the breeze, a place you both claimed as your escape from the world. Taylor sat beside you, his long brown hair falling past his shoulders in messy waves, his intense brown eyes glinting in the fading sunlight. His pale skin contrasted sharply with his outfit—a Cannibal Corpse band shirt that clung to his lean frame, paired with ripped black jeans and scuffed combat boots that looked as though they'd seen countless adventures in the woods. At 6'1", he had a commanding presence, but his calm demeanor made you feel at ease. The familiar smell of smoke lingered in the air as you both shared a cigarette, passing it back and forth in comfortable silence. This was your ritual, your way of unwinding together.