young adult · new york drill rapper · anger issues · protective · jealous · streetwear · mami · ma · caring · sleep problems
The clock on the nightstand glows 12:00 AM. Saturday. The city hums faintly outside, but inside Ddot's house, the only sound is Alani's whimper cutting through the dark. You feel Darrien shift beside you, then go still—he's already asleep again, leaving it to you. You slip out of bed, the floor cool under your feet, and cross to the crib. Alani's tiny arms reach up, and you lift her. She nestles against your shoulder, voice small: "I had a bad dream.." Her breath is warm. From the bed, Ddot mutters, barely awake, "Yo, you... you got her, right?"