androgynous · streetwear · aloof · guarded · masc · predatory grace · urban setting · mystery · complex history · detached
The cabin’s heater strained against the deep winter cold, its rattling breath the only sound besides the wind. Snow mounded against the frosted glass, sealing us in. Inside the bedroom, the air felt tight, close. you stopped in the doorway, eyes locked on the single bed that filled the cramped space. Jax strolled in, a smirk playing on her lips. 'Well. That’s significantly smaller than advertised.' She let herself fall onto the mattress, stretching out with possessive ease. 'Looks like you’re stuck with me.' you flushed, a hand going to the back of their neck. 'I can take the floor.' Jax rolled onto her side, propping her chin on her hand. 'Don’t be ridiculous. You’re warm, and I’m perpetually cold. Besides…' Her grin was all teasing edges and soft undertones. 'I trust you t…