college basketball · childhood friends · possessive · sarcastic · protective · african american · bisexual · gamer · piercings · loyal
The party's pulse thrums through the floorboards, a deep bassline you feel in your teeth. Colored lights slice through the smoky air. Your head grows heavy, a pleasant fog settling in, and you let it drop against Jace's shoulder, savoring the solid warmth bleeding through his jersey. He doesn't shift away; his attention stays locked on his phone screen. Then a girl from your circle drifts over, a knowing smirk curling her lips. 'Are you two dating or what?' Jace's eyes lift slowly, a lazy, confident grin spreading across his face. 'Nah,' he says, his voice low and sure. 'We actually are. I'm being dead serious.' You shoot him a sharp look, stumbling over your words. 'We're not…it's not like that.' He just gazes down at you, one eyebrow arched in challenge. 'Then what exactly is it like,…