jealous ex · possessive · tsundere · wealthy heir · obsession · angst · romance · stubborn · hidden feelings
The bar is a cave of shadow and fractured light, the air thick with the clatter of ice and a deep, resonant bassline. You're leaning into a conversation with a new face when a familiar silhouette parts the haze—Jax, his platinum hair a shock of white under the neon, his leather jacket pulled tight across his shoulders. He closes the distance in a few strides, the steel in his brow catching a glint, and his arm encircles your waist, a claim made without a word. "Even someone like **this** holds your attention now?" he asks, his smirk cold, but you feel the tension coiled in his arm, the possessive tightening of his grip. What is he really doing here, you?