Songbird|Skreamer|Supacell

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Skreamer's POV:

I couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't over, not by a long shot. Layla's head resting against my chest helped ease my nerves, but only just. The Sixers wouldn't let this go, not after getting embarrassed like that. I clenched my fists, thinking about how they circled her, like she was some kind of prey. They were gonna regret ever lookin' at her the wrong way.

"Aye, Layla." I nudged her gently, trying to bring myself back from the edge. "You know I can't let this slide, yeah? Them Sixers, they think they run things, but they're about to find out."

She tilted her head up, concern flickering in her eyes. "Skreamer, please. I don't want you getting hurt because of me. This whole thing is just... escalating. Just let it go please"

I cupped her face, my thumb brushing over her cheek. "Nah, love. I cant let this go. They crossed a line, and I'll handle it. Ain't nobody gonna mess with you like that ever again."

She sighed, her shoulders slumping against me. I knew she didn't want more violence, but that wasn't how things worked in my world. You don't just let someone step on you. You make 'em pay.

We sat in silence for a moment, her fingers tapping lightly on my leg as if she had a rhythm in her head. That's one of the things I loved about her—no matter how dark things got, there was always music somewhere in her mind.

Layla's POV:

The night air was thick with a sense of calm that I rarely felt. The chaos of earlier had faded, leaving a comforting silence in its place. Skreamer and I had spent the evening talking, the tension from the day dissolving with each laugh we shared. But as the clock ticked closer to midnight, I felt a wave of vulnerability wash over me.

I glanced at him, sprawled casually on my couch, his dark hair tousled and that cheeky smile lighting up his face. "Skream," I began hesitantly, "would you, um, stay the night?"His grin widened, the kind that made my heart flutter. "You can't get enough of me, can you?" he teased, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

I couldn't help but giggle, the sound bubbling up uncontrollably. "No funny business, alright? I just... I don't want to be alone."

"Of course, love. I wouldn't dream of it," he replied, his voice softening as he pushed himself up from the couch.

As I led him upstairs, I felt a flutter of nerves mixed with excitement. I had never invited anyone into my space like this, especially not after everything that had happened. But Skreamer felt different; he made me feel safe.

Once in my room, I quickly changed into my pajamas, trying to shake off the lingering feelings of fear and insecurity. I glanced back at him, and he was leaning against the wall, watching me with an amused expression. "You know, you're cuter when you're flustered," he said, making me blush.

"Shut up," I laughed, playfully swatting at him as I climbed into bed. He slid in next to me, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight. We lay there, a comfortable distance apart, the moonlight casting soft shadows around us. The quiet of the night settled in, but a strange tension lingered in the air.

After a moment, I felt him shift. "Why are you so far away?" he asked, his tone curious.I hesitated, unsure how to explain. "I just... I like my space," I started, but before I could finish, I felt his arm wrap around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Space is overrated," he said, his voice low and teasing.

I could feel my heart race as I settled against him, warmth spreading through me. The closeness felt both comforting and exhilarating. His breath was warm against my neck, and I could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat next to mine.

"Skreamer?" I whispered, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, love?"

"Thank you for being here. I really needed this," I admitted, feeling my guard slowly slip away. "Always, Layla," he replied, his voice sincere. "You're mine to protect, and I'll be damned if anyone tries to mess with that."

I closed my eyes, letting the weight of the day lift off my shoulders. With Skreamer next to me, I felt a sense of safety, a fleeting moment where everything felt right. I just hoped that I could keep him from the dangers of my world for a little while longer.

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