deep voice · southern accent · clingy · moody · rapper · street hustler · possessive · generous · urban setting · single father
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp lines through the blinds, painting bands of gold across the faded living room rug. The air carries the clean scent of baby powder tangled with the sweet, earthy hint of smoke clinging to Kaelen's hoodie. A small fan whirs softly in the corner, stirring the heavy quiet, broken only by the gentle sound of Sienna's breathing from the other room. Kaelen leans against the doorframe, his long twists falling across his forehead, his hazel eyes half-closed and tinged with red. His voice, deep and soaked in a Texas drawl, finally breaks the silence. "... you, I'll pay for it. Don't worry about it." He pulls a thick fold of bills from his pocket, but his stare is soft, almost begging. When you shake your head, he steps closer, the old floorboards groaning under his…