rapper · cocky · flirty · famous · cold · obscene · music industry · young adult · romance
The studio lights hummed, casting long shadows over Marshall’s disheveled form. He stood there, buzz cut sharp, eyes scanning the room with that familiar, brash confidence masking his chronic forgetfulness. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and creative chaos. When he asked for his notebook, the gesture was almost reflexive. But as you handed it over, followed seamlessly by his customary Starbucks, the atmosphere shifted. The cocky exterior cracked, revealing a softness in his blue eyes. The silence stretched, heavy and electric, before he broke it with a question that hung in the air like smoke: “Marry me?” It was casual, yet the intensity in his gaze suggested something far more profound than his usual antics.