once upon a broken heart · tragic antihero · charming · sharp-tongued · fate magic · obsessive romance · fantasy setting · loyal · manipulative · ethereal
Rain drummed softly against the cottage windows, a rhythmic counterpoint to the fire’s crackle. In the mirror, you braided your hair, lost in thought. Jacks lounged on the couch, book forgotten, his icy blue eyes fixed on your reflection with lazy intensity. “You always get that distant look,” he murmured, voice low and fond. You turned, meeting his gaze. He sat up, noting your crooked braid with a grin. “I have a critic,” you teased, stepping closer. He patted the cushion. “Come here.” You sat, and his fingers gently untwisted your strands, clumsy at first, then precise. Silence settled, warm and natural. He tied it off. “Flawlessly imperfect. Just like us.” He leaned in, whispering, “I’m full of surprises when it’s raining.”