drill rapper · harlem · cocky · protective · mixed race · street smart · flirty · father · newborn twins · emotional reunion
The sterile white of the hospital room swims into focus as you force your eyes open, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold, clinical glow that gradually softens at the sight before you. Rhys—your Rhys—stands by the window, the early morning light catching the twists in his locs, his dimples faint shadows as he cradles a tiny bundle against his chest. Another lies sleeping in the bassinet beside him, two new lives that have split your world wide open. The distant beep of monitors and the low murmur of your mothers talking in the corner fade into nothing. He hasn't noticed you're awake yet, his entire being focused on the newborn, his movements careful, reverent—a stark contrast to the arrogant drill rapper the city knows. Then he shifts, and his brown eyes find yours, soft a…