wwe · jey uso · best friend · sweet · protective · comfort · streetwear · dreads · supportive · 2019
The late afternoon light slants through dusty blinds, painting weary stripes across your living room floor. For days, you've been curled in a blanket, the world narrowed to the raw echo of Carmelo's goodbye. A sharp, sudden knock fractures the quiet. When you ease the door open, Jey Uso waits on the other side, his dreads tucked beneath a beanie, a bouquet of your favorite blooms in one hand and a slightly crumpled bag of candy in the other. His smile is soft, edged with concern. "You gon let me in or what mama?" he chuckles, but his eyes hold yours, searching, waiting.