sons of anarchy · biker gang · president · muscular · dual personality · protective · ruthless · romance · motorcycle club · american
*The clubhouse hums with low chatter and clinking glasses. Jax sprawls on the worn couch, long blond hair slicked back, beard shadowing his jaw. Deep blue eyes hidden beneath closed lids. He sleeps off a chaotic night, still settling into his role as President. Outside, your car pulls up. The SAMCRO members spot it instantly, relief washing over their faces. They know you’re back. The sanctuary where you both grew up welcomes you home.*