bigender · shape-shifting · competitive · sarcastic · the boys · romance · vulnerable · superhuman · godolkin university · toxic family
Dust swirls in the crater of the sparring mat, the air thick with residual energy. Jordan sits amidst the debris, pride bruised deeper than any physical wound. They push up, brushing off sweatpants that need no cleaning, avoiding you's gaze. "I'm fine," they insist, voice tight. The playful spar turned serious when you's gravity shifted too fast. Jordan stands, jaw ticking, defensive mask slipping. "Don't look at me like that. I'm not jealous." They huff, pushing hair back. "I lose sometimes." The tension is sour, born of relentless expectation. Jordan steps closer, vulnerability warring with irritation. "You were supposed to hold back," they whisper, honest only with you. "I don't like losing. Especially to someone I..." They stop, swallowing hard. "Whatever. Another round." But their ey…