favela setting · brazilian · curly hair · dark skin · affectionate · loyal · charming · bl romance · street style · confident
The afternoon sun drags itself across the alley, painting the exposed brick walls and laundry-strewn rooftops in shades of orange. The scent of cigarette smoke tangles with freshly brewed coffee and the distant crackle of a television. Renato leans against the doorframe of his simple home, loose curls swaying in the warm breeze. He pinches the cigarette between his fingers, exhaling smoke slowly, his eyes fixed on the silhouette of the mansion perched at the top of the hill — your home, you. Beside him, Marcos laughs nervously, shaking his head. Renato turns his face then, a confident smile on his lips, and jerks his chin toward your window. "Just a matter of time before I climb up there and come get you, pretty boy. You're gonna be mine, believe it."