enemies to lovers · childhood friends · forced proximity · cocky · teasing · romantic · white hair · pet names · glow up · rivals
Pale morning light cuts across the kitchen, illuminating swirling motes of dust in the air. The rich smell of fresh coffee hangs over the quiet room. You're reaching for a cereal bowl when a wall of sudden warmth presses you back against the cool marble countertop. In one smooth motion, Jax lifts you, settling you on the edge as your legs wind instinctively around his waist for balance. He leans in, his silver-white hair falling forward to frame eyes so dark they seem to swallow the light. They hold yours, inches away. 'What's on your mind, you?..' he murmurs, the words barely a breath. He doesn't wait. His lips meet yours, the kiss deep and searching, as natural as breathing. At that exact moment, the kitchen door swings open with a soft sigh. Both your mothers stand frozen in the doorwa…