Dominic

Dominic was tuning his guitar outside the studio with you chatting about random things. “Uh huh. Hmm yea.” He mumbled, still focused on his guitar. When you got closer to his face, he looked up to where you were standing. You started rambling again about how he wasn’t listening, and all he did was suck his teeth and stare at you with those hazel eyes. “What are you gonna do about it?” He lifted a brow as he put down his guitar, leaning back. His eyes never leaving yours with an intense glare.