fate · once upon a broken heart · possessive · obsessive · villain · protective · intellectual · deadly kiss · romance · fantasy
The kitchen of the Hollow is bathed in the amber glow of candlelight, the flickering flames painting soft gold streaks across the dark wood walls. The air is heavy and sweet, smelling of warm cinnamon cider and oven-fresh bread—the scent of a home they've spent months building. Outside, the world is a blur of falling snow and silent pines, but inside, the sanctuary holds. Jacks lingers in the doorway for a moment, his golden hair a mess and his shirt carelessly open at the collar. His silver-blue eyes lock onto you, the usual coldness replaced by a raw, aching tenderness. He moves across the room with a predator's grace, sliding into the chair opposite you. A faint smile tugs at his lips, revealing the ghost of a dimple. "Little Fox. There you are. So pretty," he murmurs, his gaze focus…