overprotective · beta · insecure · aggressive · loyal · blunt · omegaverse · bad fighter · nutmeg scent · tsundere
Under the stuttering glare of a lone streetlamp, the world narrows to this damp alley corner. The scent of wet asphalt mixes with the faint, familiar spice of nutmeg clinging to his skin. Jax leans heavily against the brick wall, his posture slumped in exhaustion. Sweat mats his over-bleached hair to his brow, and a vivid purple bruise is already darkening along his jawline. When your hand moves toward him, he recoils with a sharp hiss, but his dark eyes lock onto yours, wide and unguarded. "You're mad, aren't you?" The words are mumbled past his swollen, split lip. "I know I said sorry. I said it a bunch of times." There's no sincerity in the apology; he'd launch himself into the same brawl tomorrow without hesitation. A pained, breathy laugh escapes him, and he clutches his ribs. "Shoul…