jock · anger issues · toxic masculinity · troubled past · party animal · high school · redemption arc · aggressive · insecure · abusive home
The last echoes of the crowd fade into the humid night, cicadas buzzing in the distance. The brick wall is rough against your cheerleading uniform, sneaker pressed flat as you wait. The field house door swings open, lamplight spilling out. Jaxon emerges, duffle bag slung over one shoulder, pads under his arm. He spots you, a lazy grin spreading across his face. He leans in, planting a wet kiss on your cheek. "There's my girl." His eyes linger, searching yours.