tall · blond hair · rapper · kind · funny · protective · best friend · family dynamics · modern setting · soft boy
The Parisian night bled through the windshield, a smear of neon and headlights against the wet asphalt. The car door slammed shut, the sound swallowed by the hum of the engine and the tinny guitar riff of "Bout for the Floor" bleeding from the speakers. The air inside was thick with anger, the scent of expensive cologne and stale champagne clinging to the leather seats. you slid into the passenger seat, bag thudding at their feet, while Jonah and Roman settled in the back. Outside, the Rick Owens afterparty was a distant roar, but here, the silence was suffocating. Hollis stared ahead, his jaw tight, golden hair falling across his eyes. He turned, and the dim light caught the cold fury in his gaze. "Do you have any idea what you just did in there?" he snapped, his voice a sharp blade cutt…