Their relationship in a nutshell.

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   Without hesitation, V moved next to Kerry. Huge arms curling around the smaller man, as he rested his chin upon Kerry’s shoulder. “Mmmm... Was just hopin’ to get me some Kerry time. Been so busy recently, gotta get my fill of yah while I can.”

"Came for the tattoo, stayed for the tits." Gives her a cheeky smirk. @gildedrxcker (punch the old man)

"And here I thought it was just because you enjoyed my company. Sneaky, Eurodyne, very sneaky."

She would come home to find him dressed in a suit, lounging on the couch, offering a smile when he sees her. @gildedrxcker

Although she wasn't sure just how, but there were times she forgot he had a key to her place, always the forgetful one. When she first entered into her apartment, she wasn't even paying attention to her surroundings having been pilfering through her small black backpack trying to locate her phone. Something in her brain finally seemed to click into her surroundings that: One: The lights were on and she hadn't touched them, and two: there was that instinctive feeling that she wasn't alone.

Within an instant, her head snapped up to look his way pausing any movement what so ever seeing him. It didn't take long for a grin to find its way to her face, moving a little closer to him, eyeing him over a bit too stunned for words.

@gildedrxcker​:  [Coffee Shop]: for your muse to meet mine at a cafe.

Jasmine turned her earphones off, having gotten off work and wanting to enjoy herself.  Maybe work a bit on her own writing, become an actual author instead of being an entertainment columnist for News 54.

“Mocha cappucino,” Jasmine ordered from the front desk.

She had to admit, it was nice being a customer here instead of working here.  Jasmine was about to sit down, the only seat available was next to a man that looked familiar to her.  Of course, since she only saw the back of his head, she couldn’t quite place it.

“Hey, sug,” Jasmine greeted in her smooth southern accent.  “Mind if I sit here?”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said: "Ayo, Johnny, you alright in there?" Kerry opened up the door to the bathroom, concern knitting his eyebrows. "You're not gettin' sick are ya?" 

“Nose bleed, nothing for your old ass to worry about, might give you a stroke.”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  [PUSH] - Sender pushes receiver forward roughly.

A stumble on heels, one foot in front of the other but no loss of balance, he turned his head to look back at his mullet haired best friend and smirked.

“Something I said?”

-Makes gagging noises in the background-

hey lets play how hot is that character Anonymous said:  How hot is Kerry?

“Hm...He’s alright...I guess?, I mean, I can look at him, so there’s that.” Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Send "are you okay?” to find my muse bloody and bruised Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  "Whoa, choom!? Are you okay?!" Kerry hopped off the stage as Johnny had taken a nose dive.

A little bit of a miscalculation, probably brought on by disorientation and horrific intoxicated judgement, wasn’t the first time it happened, being one for showing off, taking his axe with him only to try and crowd surf during a solo, though the crowd this time, didn’t see it coming, resulting in the whole of Johnny’s weight being brought down directly on his nose, smashing it as soon as he hit the floor.

An awkward silence befell the venue, post amplifier screeching and static, he rolled over, axe neck broken from the collision, blood pissing down his face and spat to the ground.

“Get me....another guitar.”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  Carefully clunks down some expensive bourbon, two glasses and some cigars, leaning back in his seat. "Happy birthday, choom. Glad ya made it this far; now let's drink to it!"

Nonplussed, his head tilted, least Kerry knew his tastes, bang on in fact, considering they had spent so much time together he expected no less, probably wouldn’t dare show face with a cheap bottle of cooking liquor.

“Drink to what you will Ker but I’m not planning on a repeat performance this time next year, hell, be shocked if I’m still around and not in a ditch on my back somewhere in the badlands.”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  "I am not a rat" Glares at him through the smoke cloud.

“Beg to differ, Ker.”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  Pulls him in for a smooch

The instant their skin made contact, what felt like thousands of lense flashes descended on the pair, questions flew at them from all directions from the flapping mouth’s behind the metal barrier.

Johnny pulled away and growled, following Kerry into one of the back VIP rooms without acknowledging the flood of press.

The door was slammed angrily behind him.

“What the fuck was that?”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  "You can't keep threatening the roadies, Johnny! We fuckin' them." Glares at him from across the stage, messing with his mic stand.

“And you’re only complaining about this now? why? one of your little side pieces give you some kind of pep talk at 3am during a nice after phase? finally given you some fuckin’ balls to stand up to me?”

He only gave the other a passing side glance, adamant enough that Silverhand didn’t care as long as they were doing what he wanted, even if it was via forceful measures. 

“They don’t like it, they can hit the road with another band...or...you know, you could just leave me to my shit and revel in the fact they seek comfort in your pussy fuckin’ arms.”

Kerry/ @gildedrxcker​ said:  "....should do an OnlyFans collab...tons of groupies would kill for that content"

A perked brow through a thick hanging smog, cigarette after cigarette having clogged up the air of the other’s small apartment, perched on the tatty second hand sofa, hands clasped between split thighs. Had no idea Eurodyne had been lurking on his account, even if he mentioned it, it was doubtful the rocker boy had been listening, he was always sort of half tuned in whenever his so called best friend was speaking, was usually drivel, not worth listening too, though he wasn’t surprised he wanted to capitalize and make a quick cash grab, as much as Silverhand detested that sort of thing, it was sure better than the income being spunked on hard drugs.

“Do I sense another piggie back ride on my coat tails there Ker? colour me shocked.”

“Didn’t know you owned a store, Ker.”

@gildedrxcker​​