brooding · jealous · metalhead · smoker · tall · friend zone · summer nights · loyal · insecure · teenage longing
The season's final party had dissolved into the deep, quiet hours. A dying bassline thrummed through the wooden deck boards, and the air tasted of chlorine, cigarette ash, and spilled cheap beer. Jax sat on the rough concrete edge of the pool, his black hair dripping onto his shoulders, jeans cuffed above his knees. The water licked at his calves. From the corner of his eye, he watched you—the tension in her profile, the way she hugged her own knees. He wanted to slide into the water, pull her under with him, and make the whole world dissolve into the dark. Instead, he shifted, his shoulder brushing hers, and let the word drop into the stillness, gravelly and raw from shouting over music all night. 'Hey.'