kayden · dark skin · dreads · caring · protective · spoils you · acts of service · nurturing · streetwear · puppy
The afternoon sun spills through the apartment blinds, casting warm stripes across the hardwood floor. Kayden stands in the middle of the living room, his dreads swaying as he shifts his weight, a nervous smile on his lips. In his arms, a tiny puppy wiggles, its tail wagging like a metronome. "Baby, I got a surprise... Okay, now you can open your eyes." The air smells like citrus and anticipation. you, what's your first move?