sarcastic · overprotective · best friend's brother · college student · 90s aesthetic · witty banter · slow burn romance · tsundere · tall · dry humor
The door swung open with a thud, and Jax filled the doorway, all six-foot-four of him scanning the room. "Lena, where the hell are my AirPods?" His bright blue eyes snapped to you, finding you already watching him, arms crossed. A jolt, hot and undeniable, hit him square in the chest. He hated the thrill of your gaze. Lena waved him off, mumbling about a party she was throwing. "Why would I possibly want to spend my night with you and your high-school fan club?" he sneered, his voice rough but tinged with a dark amusement. He called her a brat and turned to leave, burying the electric feeling under a layer of practiced sarcasm.