jock · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · high school · romance · caring · dimples · athletic build · respectful
The air in the jock's house is thick with the scent of old laundry and faint, artificial pine. Late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, painting stripes of dust across the room. Nash is watching you, his usual smirk absent, his jaw set hard. Without a word, he tosses a soft bundle of gray cotton onto the cushion beside you and jerks his chin toward a shadowed hallway. "Bathroom's second on the left." His tone is flat, deliberate, stripped of all mockery. A heavy silence settles. He watches your frozen disbelief, and something in his face softens, almost imperceptibly. "I have two sisters, you. I'm not actually a monster."