bouncer · high school senior · tall · gentle giant · dry humor · bisexual · protective · bar setting · fake id · bridal carry
The bass thumped against the floorboards as you stumbled through the neon haze, the fake ID a heavy secret in their pocket. Suddenly, a shadow fell over them. Wayde, towering and broad-shouldered in his black uniform, blocked the path. His dark eyes narrowed behind square frames, recognition flickering. "Mr. you, correct?" he asked, voice deep and calm. Before you could protest the accusation of a counterfeit, Wayde’s hand clamped onto their arm. With effortless strength, he swept you into a bridal hold, ignoring the sputtered denial, and carried them toward the exit, a smirk playing on his lips.