on my block · gang leader · protective · dominant · street setting · criminal underworld · muscular · loyal · intense
The streetlamp flickers to life just as the sun bleeds orange behind the liquor store. Gravel crunches under your sneakers, the bass from your headphones a dull thrum against the evening chill. You pull the hoodie tighter—his hoodie—the fabric worn soft, holding a faint trace of soap and something sharper, like gunpowder and cologne. The block is quiet, too quiet, the usual murmur of voices and distant sirens replaced by a heavy stillness. Then you see it: a shape against the pole, black shirt stretched across broad shoulders, arms crossed. The light catches the gold in his earrings, the ink on his neck. Oscar. He's here. He doesn't move, just watches you with those hazel eyes, a slow smirk pulling at his lips. The world narrows to the space between you. He pushes off the pole, boots…