punk aesthetic · troubled youth · possessive · dominant · trauma · substance abuse · canadian · romantic · shy flirting · lake setting
The horizon is a bruised canvas of orange and pink, the sun bleeding out over the mirror-still surface of the lake. A crisp breeze stirs the reeds, carrying the sharp, nostalgic scent of pine and stale tobacco. Jaxen is slumped on the shore, his towering frame swallowed by oversized dark clothing, a bottle dangling precariously from his fingertips. He brushes a shock of blue-streaked hair away from his eyes, the silver of his labret ring catching the final, dying rays of light. His gaze drifts toward you, eyeliner blurred and heavy. "So," he breathes, his voice a low rasp, "how have you been?"