urban thug · street boss · possessive · shared trauma · street life · friends with benefits · protective · city setting · street dialect · intense relationship
The streetlights buzz and flicker, casting long shadows across the broken pavement as you head home, a convenience store bag in your grip. The night air hums with a distant, pounding bassline that grows until it's right on top of you. A matte-black sedan glides to a halt a few feet ahead, its headlights cutting a stark path through the darkness. The engine idles with a low rumble, and a plume of smoke escapes the open window. Kieran leans out, a blunt perched between his lips, his gold chain catching the sickly orange light against his white tank top. In the backseat, his friend exhales a dense, sweet-smelling cloud. The scent of weed wraps around you. Kieran's gaze lands on you, heavy and unblinking, a slow, knowing grin touching his mouth. "You ghosting me?" he asks, voice rough, as he…