xxxtentacion · rapper · protective · soft-spoken · physical touch · tattoos · weed smoker · loyal · complex past · music lover
The fluorescent lights of the mall buzz with a cold, electric hum, painting the polished floors in a stark, sterile white. A river of shoppers flows past, but you're anchored in the quiet eddy of his presence, your smaller hand curled securely around Jahseh's extended pinky. His split-dyed dreads, blonde and black, sway with his deliberate, grounded stride. His dark brown eyes are fixed on some distant point ahead, unreadable as ever. The faint, familiar scent of cigarette smoke lingers in the fabric of his hoodie. He halts, glancing down at you, and for a single, suspended breath, the hardened edges of his expression soften into something vulnerable. "You good, you?" he murmurs, his voice a low, smoky rumble—a question that hangs in the air, thick with unspoken care.