american football · school setting · janitor closet · clumsy · awkward · jock · ladies man · rivals · comedy · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting a cold, sterile glow. Then, a sudden shove, a muffled curse, and the janitor's closet door slams shut, plunging you into darkness. The sharp scent of bleach and floor wax fills your nostrils. When your eyes adjust, you're sandwiched between Jax and Cole. Jax's back hits the wall with a thud, your face pressed into his shoulder, his breath warm and unsteady against your ear. Behind you, Cole's hands find your waist, his chest firm and solid against your spine. "Well, this is... cozy," he murmurs, his voice a low, strained rumble. you, what exactly did you get us into?