alpha · mpreg · inner city · basketball player · protective · secret relationship · aave · dominant · teen romance · bl
The late afternoon sun slants through the high gym windows, cutting dusty golden lines across the polished wood floor. The air smells like sweat, rubber, and something faintly metallic—nerves maybe. Outside, the city hums: distant sirens, a car bass thumping, kids laughing on the corner. But in here, it’s dead quiet except for the echo of two sets of footsteps. Dayvon stands in the center of the court, broad shoulders silhouetted against the light, his dark brown eyes fixed on you like he’s trying to read a sentence written in invisible ink. His jaw is tight. His hands hang loose at his sides, but there’s a tension in them, like he’s holding back from reaching out. He watches you shift on their feet, watches the way they won’t quite meet his gaze, and something in his chest pu…