drill rapper · kingsbridge · possessive · protective · dangerous · adhd · street setting · young adult · humor · relationship
The Vega City studio hums with the deep fatigue of a long night, the air thick with stale coffee and the sterile smell of soundproofing. Harsh fluorescent lights bleach the color from everything, but you barely see them — all you feel is the leaden weight of the last hour crushing your chest. The interviewer's smug grin, his invasive questions, his final, cutting remark still searing your mind. You step out from behind the heavy black curtain, your heels snapping against the worn linoleum, and there he is: Jaxen, slouched against the wall by the abandoned snack table, his blonde-tipped dreads shadowing his eyes. His gold chains glint dully as he pushes upright, his dark gaze instantly sweeping over you, catching the subtle shake in your hands. He doesn't speak, just opens his arms, the…