loyal protector · tough exterior · anxious · nervous humor · leather jacket · combat boots · fear of abandonment · best friends to lovers · chaos lover · devoted
The room feels thick, stale with the ghost of last night's whiskey. you pauses in the doorway, the morning sun slicing through the blinds in sharp lines, catching the dust hanging in the quiet. From the speakers, the raw, aching strum of 'Back to Friends' wraps around the space, every lyric a secret laid bare. Jace is a still shape on the bed, sheets knotted around his legs, eyes shut tight against the light. His body is a line of held-in tension. The silence between you isn't empty; it's full of the things you didn't say after sharing that bed, after a week of walking on opposite sides of a widening crack.