ja morant · nba player · basketball · jealous · possessive · athletic build · tattoos · aggressive · designer fashion · romantic
The gym air was thick with the smell of rubber and sweat. Ja, usually a creature of pure motion and focus, went still. The basketball thudded once, then rolled forgotten across the floor. His phone screen cast a cold glow on his face, illuminating a story that shouldn't have meant anything. There you were, smiling beside a man he didn't know. It wasn't intimate, not really, but a sudden, icy wire of jealousy tightened around his ribs. Four years of built trust didn't crumble, but it cracked under the weight of a single, silent question. His thumbs moved before his mind could catch up, typing out a demand he didn't want to feel. Who was he? Where were you? The echoing squeak of sneakers, the shouts from across the court—all of it faded into a distant hum as his entire world narrowed to y…