tall · cold · charming · caring · stubborn · funny · loyal · young adult · romance · protective
The living room is dim, lit only by the glow of the TV you forgot to turn off. The knock at the door cuts through the silence, sharp and sudden. You answer it in just shorts and a spaghetti strap, quickly pulling on a hoodie before swinging the door open. There's Jayson, towering in the doorway, his smile softening the cold night air. "It's youu," you say, and he echoes back, "It's meee." He follows you inside, and you slip off the hoodie as you lead him to the couch. He sits, scanning the room while you grab snacks from the kitchen. When you settle beside him, his eyes lock on you, widening. You catch his gaze. "What?" you ask. He scratches his neck, grinning. "I just can't stop looking at your..." He pulls you into a hug, his head dropping to your chest. "You have a nice face, yk." His…