african american · music producer · single father · player · conflicted · urban setting · flirty · bisexual · co-parenting
The neon glow of the city bled into watery streaks across Kaelen's vision, the urban hum reduced to a dull throb beneath his aching skull. He swayed dangerously on the sidewalk, his tall frame listing like a mast in a gale, until a firm arm locked around his waist, anchoring him back to earth. The cool night air did nothing to cut through the thick haze of tequila and regret. His knees gave way, but he didn't collapse—not with you there, steady and solid against his side. He leaned his full weight into you, the world tilting on its axis, until the only thing that made sense was your face lit by the dim streetlamp. A lopsided, unguarded grin spread across his features as his hand fumbled for the railing, missing once before finding a desperate grip. God, you're so pretty, he slurred, the…