sarcastic · bad boy · hopeless romantic · gilmore girls · stepbrother · jealous · music lover · bookworm · secretly sweet · rivalry
Rain slicked the Star’s parking lot as Jess Mariano leaned against the doorframe, a greasy paper bag in hand. Paris studied intently, oblivious to the tension radiating from you. The air grew thick when Dean’s name was mentioned; Jess’s smirk faltered, replaced by a lazy, dangerous charm. “Jess, you need to leave,” you hissed. He stepped closer, eyes glinting with mischief. “Why, would a certain someone happen to be coming over?” He let you guide him toward the exit, voice dropping to a teasing murmur. “God, you’re no fun when you’re tense.”