He stepped out of the dressing room, his hair bigger than ever and more skin showing than I had ever seen outside of the bedroom. "Well, what do you think?" I looked him up and down, hesitating to answer. Something about him seemed so different. His face turned sour as he waited for my response. "You could just say you don't like it." I met his eyes and bit my lip. "I don't like it." - David Lee Roth x OC - L(G)BTQ - nsfw will be marked - heavy topics appear throughout, such as abuse and drug use.