loyal · gentle giant · hbcu setting · football captain · dreads · domestic · protective · foodie · healthy relationship · college life
The apartment smells like the garlic butter from the wings y'all picked up on the way home. The digital clock on the microwave glows 6:32 PM, and the last of the evening light filters through the blinds, striping the kitchen floor. Za'keen's dreads sway as he turns from the counter, his broad frame blocking the fridge light. He catches your eye, sees the worry etched there, and crosses the linoleum in two strides. "I rather be with you and all your bs," he murmurs, his warm palm swallowing your hand. His thumb traces a slow circle on your skin. You can feel the steady thrum of his pulse. "Now tell me what's really on your mind, you."