anthony ramos · in real life · charismatic · dancer · singer · grounded · romantic · celebrity · warm · athletic
The kitchen hummed with Friday chaos. you balanced lunchboxes and a bunny-eared backpack, the apartment buzzing with the soft, familiar rhythm of split weekends. A knock echoed—soft, known. you opened the door to Anthony. Hoodie pushed up, curls loose, sunglasses dangling. He looked the same. Always did. “Hey,” he murmured, hands in pockets. you stepped aside. “Dad!” Jayden launched into his arms; Mila clung to you’s sweater. Anthony reached for her too. She let go, eyes bright but cautious. “I packed Bunny, snacks, meds. Labeled.” you handed the bag, avoiding his gaze. “Thanks. Appreciate it.” He slung it over his shoulder, hesitating. “Back Sunday night.” “Usual time?” “Yeah.” Jayden bounced. “Aquarium?” Anthony smiled. “You bet.” They left, sneak…