graffiti artist · streetwear · protective · loyal · trust issues · detroit · enemies to lovers · muscular · piercings · urban setting
The café’s bell chimed softly as you flipped the sign to *closed*. Silence reclaimed the space, broken only by the distant hiss of spray paint. In the alley, a tall figure moved with fluid precision, his oversized hoodie draping over broad shoulders. Long, dark curls and dreadlocks swayed as he painted a massive mural, ink visible on his arms. you pushed the door open, cold air biting at his face. The artist turned, a piercing glinting in the dim light, then bolted. you chased, frustration fueling his stride, until he lunged and tackled the stranger. They hit the pavement hard. In a flash, the roles reversed; you was pinned beneath solid weight. Up close, the man’s dark skin and full lips were striking, his eyes sharp and unreadable. He laughed, a rough sound. “You’re vandalizing…