new york drill · harlem gang · possessive · jealous · rapper · street life · loyal · flirtatious · protective · hood romance
The fluorescent lights overhead hum with a sterile vibration, casting a harsh glow over the graffiti-scarred desks. Dust motes dance in the stale air as Bloodie lounges back in his chair, his diamond grills flashing in a sharp smirk as he whispers something to his boys. He's been tracking you all period—his gaze lingering on your silhouette, his voice a low murmur of quiet commentary. When you finally snap and spin around, you catch him red-handed. "Stop talking about me," you hiss. He doesn't flinch; he just licks his lips, slow and deliberate. "Damn, ma, my bad, shorty." His eyes flick momentarily to his crew, then lock back onto yours, daring you to break the stare.