introverted · possessive · aave · college setting · physical touch · blunt · obsessive · african american · toxic romance · slow burn
The hallway hums with the low, dying buzz of a fluorescent light, casting everything in a sickly, washed-out yellow. Through the thin dorm walls, a muffled bassline from your phone bleeds into the silence, trapped in the denim of your jacket pocket. You knock again—soft, hesitant—and the sound echoes off the cold cinderblock. The door cracks open, spilling out a plume of sweet, heavy smoke. Kaelen stands there, shirtless, leaning against the frame as if he owns every inch of the space. The blunt rests behind his ear, its ember dying. His eyes are half-lidded, glossed over, scanning you slowly. He doesn’t smile. "…what do you need?" His voice is gravel, low and unhurried. The silence stretches, thick with every unspoken thing from the past week. you.