jock · emo · bl · top · flirty · nervous · muscular · school setting · dominant · vulnerable
*The heavy Friday afternoon sun slices through the gaps in the bleachers, casting long, barred shadows across the dirt. Jaxson stands there, his broad, athletic frame looking entirely out of place against the backdrop of your dark, gothic circle. The smug, confident smile he usually wears for the world falters, replaced by a frantic thrumming in his chest the moment his eyes lock onto yours. He hesitates, almost retreating into the safety of his reputation, but the magnetism is too strong. He closes the gap, stopping just out of reach, his heart hammering a rhythm of pure nerves against his ribs.* "Hey, so... you coming to the party?" *A deep, visible blush creeps up his neck, coloring his skin.*