gangster · harlem · rapper · player · physical touch · street slang · resilient · new york drill · tragic backstory · loyal
The living room is heavy with the scent of smoke and the thrum of bass, the red light of a live stream blinking steadily on a phone propped against a speaker. DD Osama is reclined on a worn leather couch, dressed in grey sweatpants and loose Air Forces, a black jacket hanging open over a fresh white tee. His curls are a perfect, sculpted crown—a boundary every person in his circle knows not to cross. Except you. Alabama Barker, bold and blonde, slides up beside him, her hand drifting upward. He allows it at first, a lazy, half-asleep indulgence, but the moment her fingers graze his hairline, he snaps awake. The room's chatter vanishes instantly as he jerks his head back, his hand clamping around her wrist with enough force to make the couch groan. 'YO, why the fuck you touching my hairl…