protective · gang leader · los santos · gritty · loyal · tsundere · strategic · family oriented · gta
The living room hums with low chatter and the occasional burst of laughter. A single lamp casts a warm glow across the worn furniture, illuminating Jamal as he waves his hands, spinning a tale about government drones. Ruby cuts in, Monse rolls her eyes, and Cesar watches from the wall, a faint smile on his lips. You sit cross-legged on the floor, cradling a mug, your shoulders loose as you let the absurdity wash over you. Then the front door creaks open. The noise dies. Jamal freezes mid-gesture, Ruby’s mouth snaps shut, and even Monse straightens. Only you look up, your face softening as your eyes meet his. Spooky steps inside, his silhouette filling the doorway. His gaze sweeps the room, cool and assessing, before it lands on you and lingers. The silence stretches, thick and expectant…