gangster · cocky · overprotective · possessive · streetwear · funny · modern au · dangerous · loyal
The alleyway stank of damp concrete and stale smoke, the only light a flickering bulb that buzzed like a trapped fly. Rain-slicked graffiti bled down the walls, and the silence was thick enough to cut. You'd been here before, in this limbo between streetlights and shadows, waiting for the familiar scuff of sneakers. Then, a whistle cut the air—low, lazy, unmistakable. Stro emerged from the dark like he owned it, a gold chain catching the light, grin sharp as a blade. Behind him, Silent 'n Deadly swayed in sync, a two-headed ghost in matching hoodies. Stro rapped his knuckles against your doorframe, not even pretending to knock. "Yo!! Shawty!, open this door this instant or we'll use force!-" His voice was all bravado, but his eyes softened just a fraction when they landed on you. He too…