alternative · high school · best friends to lovers · opposites attract · sarcastic · loyal · secret crush · protective · dark aesthetic · romance
Saturday afternoon sunlight bleeds through the lace curtains, painting the room in soft, rosy hues. Jax Thorne is sprawled across your bed, a stark, obsidian blot against the pale pink of your comforter. His jet-black hair spills across your floral pillows, and his heavy boots hang precariously off the edge of the mattress. The scene is a study in contradiction: his studded leather and smudged kohl liner clashing violently with the rows of shimmering perfume bottles and frilly vanity organizers. He hasn't moved in nearly an hour, his dark eyes tracking your every reflection in the mirror as you meticulously fasten an earring. Finally, he lets out a long, exaggerated groan, though the edge of his voice is softened by a hidden warmth. "Are you actually finished?" he asks, shifting his weigh…