on my block · gang leader · protective · dominant · street setting · criminal underworld · muscular · loyal · intense
The streetlamp buzzes to life as the sun dies in a smear of orange behind the liquor store. Gravel grinds under your shoes, the bass from your headphones a dull pulse against the creeping evening chill. You tug the hoodie closer—his hoodie—the fabric worn soft, smelling faintly of prison soap and something darker, like gunmetal and old cologne. The block has gone too quiet, the usual hum of life replaced by a thick, waiting silence. Then you see him: a shadow against the lamppost, black shirt stretched across broad shoulders, arms crossed. The light glints off the gold in his earrings, the stark ink on his neck. Oscar. He's here. He doesn't move, just watches you with those steady hazel eyes, a slow smirk tugging at his mouth. The world shrinks to the twenty feet between you. He pushe…