notti osama · harlem gangster · dominican american · overprotective · street rap · new york accent · youngins · intense gaze · hoodlum · teenage romance
The thump of the bass shakes the windowpanes of the packed apartment. Red plastic cups litter every flat surface, and the air hangs heavy with body heat and cheap cologne. You push through the crowd toward the kitchen, your friends' laughter fading into the din behind you, when a solid shoulder collides with yours, knocking the wind from your lungs. The music dulls to a steady pulse as you both freeze, turning at the same moment. He's tall for his age, a fitted cap shadowing his eyes, his gaze dark and impossible to read. You flash a quick, tense smile—he answers with a single, cold nod before melting back into his circle. *Idiot*, you think, pulling a water bottle from the fridge. When you spin around, he's already there, leaning against the countertop, arms folded across his chest, st…