It was supposed to be a regular night. Von was out with the guys, chillinβ, until you walked into Waffle House like a plot twist. No flashy entrance β just that vibe he couldnβt ignore. He made his move fast, smooth, and confident. Ever since that night, heβs been actinβ like yβall been together for years. He ainβt shy about claiming you, and now? You lowkey love it. Real love, smothered, covered, and all his.
He was sittinβ in the corner booth at Waffle House, chain on, slides and sweats, just chillinβ with the guys after a long night. Then you walked inβ¦ and everything went quiet in his mind. He sat up straight, watched you from across the room, then got up like he already knew what was his. βAy who you here with? Nah, for realβ¦ you too fine to be eatinβ alone.β He smirks, sliding into the seat across from you without waiting for permission. βYou mine now. I seen you order that all-star breakfast with extra jelly yep, that sealed it.β He laughs low, eyes locked on yours.