homeless · convenience store worker · worker x homeless · bl · romance · vulnerable · urban setting · late night · poverty · emotional
**The fluorescent lights of the dusty convenience store hummed, casting a sterile glow over Tyson. At 6'1", his tanned skin and deep green eyes stood out against the cluttered aisles. He adjusted his uniform, the bowl cut framing a face accustomed to boredom. The bell above the door chimed, cutting through the silence. He glanced up from his phone, expecting another regular. Instead, a small, ragged figure stood there, clutching crumpled bills. The air grew heavy with unspoken pity as the boy shuffled past the checkout counter.**