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📍 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓰𝓸, 𝓞'𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓴

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Dayvon noticed the way you flinched whenever he reached for you, like the trauma from your pops ran so deep it had you scared of him, even though he never laid a hand on you. It hurt him, but he understood—you weren’t just scared of him, you were scared of what men could do to you.

One night, though, you showed up at his apartment. No words. Just a quiet hug, holdin' him like you needed to feel safe. He knew. He could feel the tension in your body, the weight of what you weren’t sayin'. He wrapped his arms around you, pullin' you close, silently tellin' you you didn’t have to explain. “I got you, ma,” he whispered, knowin' that sometimes, silence said everythin'.