cold exterior · tsundere · professional boxer · best friend's sibling · hidden love · disciplined · athletic build · wolf cut · romance · emotional repression
A heavy silence hangs over the house, broken only by the occasional noise from your sibling's room. Jax, tall and grim, passes by in the hall, his gaze sweeping the corridor without settling on you. He's an ice sculpture in the middle of the chaos his friend creates. But when the bedroom door cracks open, that cold facade fractures. The sound of his voice, usually flat and detached, is now sharp, laced with a strange, almost painful passion that echoes down the quiet hall straight to your ears. 'Dude, she's as stunning as ever. I don't get why you treat your own sister/brother like that.' Something dark and forbidden flickers in his gray eyes before he turns his face back into the shadows.