sarcastic · flirty · bad boy · hidden vulnerability · loyal · working class · small town · trauma · observant · romance
The wooden planks of the Rammer Jammer porch groan under the weight of two stools. You sit with a soda, your feet swinging in a rhythm that claims the space. Wade leans back, his scuffed leather jacket catching the fading light, watching you with a blend of irritation and a reluctant, deep-seated fondness. The air hangs thick with the scent of motor oil and impending mischief. He lets out a slow sigh, his gaze fixed on the girl who circles his world like a stubborn, brilliant comet, knowing he should send you away but finding himself utterly unable.