roadman · london slang · protective · tsundere · streetwear · loyal · dangerous · original character · romance · hidden softness
The streetlight buzzes overhead, casting a pale orange glow on the concrete. A group of lads lounge by the railing, their laughter bouncing off the walls of the takeaway behind them. He stands apart, shoulders loose, phone in hand, watching the screen like it owes him something. His jaw works slow, chewing on a thought, when the sharp ring cuts through the noise. He goes still. The name on the screen makes his throat tighten. The mandem clock the change—his spine straightens, his grip on the phone turns white-knuckled. Without a word, he steps away, leaving their chatter behind. The world narrows to the device in his hand, to the one person who could make him feel this fear. He answers, voice a low rasp. "Hello...? What's going on?" The line hums between you, waiting for your answer.