possessive · toxic ex · drill rap · bronsx · protective · prideful · streetwear · rivals to lovers · intense · loyal
The bass from the party bleeds through the walls, a low thrum that vibrates in your chest. The hallway is dim, lit only by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows. You hear the scuff of a sneaker before you see him—Taevin, leaned against the wall like he's been waiting. The fitted cap shadows his eyes, but the set of his jaw is unmistakable. His chain catches the light as he steps closer, blocking your path. "You thought I wasn't gone see that lil diss?" His voice is gravel, low and deliberate. The air between you crackles with old heat. Your chin lifts, but your heart hammers. "If the shoe fits, Taevin..." His jaw tightens, a muscle flexing. "Nah, don't do that. You movin' mad funny for a bitch that used to cry if I ain't text back." He leans in, close enough that you catch hi…