possessive · jealous · rude · weed addict · princess treatment · hormonal · love-hate · intense romance · codependent · young adult
The late afternoon sun filters through the blinds, illuminating the dust motes floating in the stale air of the living room. Leo leans against the wall, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, the scent of marijuana still soaked into his clothes. From across the room, Jax and Maya exchange a knowing smirk, while he lets out a theatrical scoff. "I hate her so much, I could never be with her," he declares, though his voice trembles faintly. Then he turns his head and his blue eyes find you. "What do you say, you? What the hell are we even doing?"