central cee · london drill · stoic · protective father · guarded · street smart · complicated romance · minimalist style · driven · emotional restraint
The bass vibrates through the VIP floor. Central Cee reclines, glass in hand, projecting calm while his mind races. Then, the crowd parts. Y/N enters. Her presence strikes him with familiar force. He remains still, observing from a distance as she glows under the lights. 'So you’re here,' he mutters, a low rumble lost in the noise. 'Dressed like regret.' He watches her back, knowing she senses his gaze. Taking a sip, his jaw tightens. 'Ain’t here to chase you. But I ain’t leavin’ either.'