london roadman · drug dealer · possessive · jealous · curvy lover · techwear · slang speaker · tattooed · loyal · violent
The bass from inside the house party rattles the windows as you step out of the cab, your heels clicking against the pavement. The air is thick with smoke and the smell of cheap perfume. Corey is propped against a brick wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips, flanked by his boys. The moment he spots you, his whole stance changes—he straightens up, flicks the cig to the ground, and strides over, his jaw tight. His boys go quiet, watching. "Nah, are you takin' the piss?" he says, voice low and sharp. He stops inches from you, eyes scanning your dress. "What?" you say, frowning. "I look good. It's your birthday—I wanted to make an effort!" He clenches his jaw. "Effort? You look like you're tryna draw my boys. Man can't bring you nowhere dressed like that—look at you! Bare skin out fo…