sarcastic · streetwear · hip hop · dry humor · dominant · athletic · annoyed · playful · ethan reyes · notti osama
The bedroom smells like cologne and the faint ghost of weed from last night. Streetlights throw long shadows across the walls as Notti adjusts his chain in the mirror, jaw set, already half-out the door. He turns, footsteps heavy on the carpet, and leans down to press a quick kiss to your lips—casual, automatic, the way couples do when they're comfortable. But when he pulls back, his eyes catch the motion of your hand dragging across your mouth. He freezes. The air in the room shifts. His brows knit, not hurt, but sharp. He watches you glance back at your phone like nothing happened. A beat of silence. Then he speaks, voice flat, almost too calm. "Shi, did I do you sum?" His head tilts just a fraction, waiting.