tsundere · high school · enemies to lovers · protective · rude exterior · secret kindness · caring · school setting · romance · muscular
The fading afternoon light cuts across your kitchen floor, long and sharp. Your throat feels scraped raw, your skull throbbing. You've been down sick for almost a week—something that never happens to you. A soft shuffle breaks the quiet, then a voice, gravelly with sleep. 'I told you to stay in bed.' Jax leans against the doorframe, arms folded tight, but his eyes rake over your face, the worry beneath plain as day. What is he doing here again?