bl · high school · grunge aesthetic · obsessive · tall · lustful · forbidden romance · brother of girlfriend · detached exterior · volatile
The living room is a cave of shadows, pierced only by the cold, rhythmic flicker of the television. The air is thick with the smell of old leather and distant, musky cologne. Elara’s hand is a warm, insistent pressure against Jax’s chest, her eyes wide with a silent alarm. On the couch, a figure is carved from the gloom—long limbs, the hard line of shoulders, dark hair catching the ghost-light. you doesn’t turn, his profile a study in focused stillness, but the tight set of his jaw broadcasts a sharp, knowing awareness. Jax’s pulse thunders in his ears. Elara brings a finger to her lips. "Shh," she breathes, the word barely a sound. "You can’t let my brother see you."