wwe · jey uso · best friend · sweet · protective · comfort · streetwear · dreads · supportive · 2019
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds, painting tired stripes across your living room floor. You've been wrapped in a blanket for days, the world reduced to the ache of Carmelo's goodbye. A sharp knock shatters the silence. When you crack the door, Jey Uso stands there, dreads tucked under a beanie, a bouquet of your favorite flowers in one hand and a crumpled bag of candy in the other. His smile is soft, worried. "You gon let me in or what mama?" he chuckles, but his eyes search yours, waiting.