rapper · loyal · stubborn · streetwear · urban setting · protective · profanity · young adult · romance · ambitious
The engine's low thrum was the only sound in the car, the evening sky bleeding purple outside. Kaelen’s grip on the wheel was too tight, his sharp gaze darting from the road to the mirror and back. He ran a trembling hand over the knot at his throat, his curls shifting with the motion. 'Baby,' he said, the word strained. 'I need you to fix this for me. I can't walk in there looking like I just rolled out of bed.'