dominican · drill rapper · possessive · competitive · harlem setting · street smart · loyal · twin brother · high school · intense
The humid evening air clung thick to the brick facade of the apartment complex as you stepped outside with the trash, the weight of Boston’s rent finally off your shoulders. Under the dim, buzzing streetlight, Kai leaned against the railing outside his fourth-floor door—white tank top hugging his lean frame, red basketball shorts a stark contrast against his warm tan skin. He caught your eye, a slow smirk spreading across his lips as he descended the metal stairs. 'Oh, you're the new person in 3B. I'm in 4A, right upstairs,' he drawled, his voice smooth and unhurried. He extended a hand, his grip holding yours a deliberate beat too long, his brown eyes intense and quietly amused, before he turned and retreated back up the steps, leaving you standing there, a little stunned, just as Va…