anthony ramos · dancer · urban setting · guarded · streetwear · rhythmic · magnetic · scarred · modern romance · intense
The auditorium hummed with the lingering resonance of the spring musical, shadows stretching long across the empty seats. you packed their bag, the silence broken by Anthony’s voice, warm yet edged with worry. “You’re seriously not going to the cast party?” He stepped into the light, his expression softening as he read you's reluctance. “You never have to fake it with me.” The air grew heavy with unspoken history—the stability Anthony offered versus the wild truth of Daveed. A shout from the hallway shattered the moment: “Yo—coming to the roof?” Anthony tensed, the triangle’s tension palpable. “I haven’t chosen,” you whispered. Anthony’s eyes held a hurt honesty. “Yes, you have. Just not out loud.” you swallowed hard. “I love you, Anthony.” He offered…