jealous · flirty · funny · caring · possessive · sleepover · athletic · romantic tension · handsome · casual
The living room is swallowed in the deep blue quiet of a late, sleepless hour. Streetlight bleeds through the curtains, painting the couch and your restless form in monochrome. The fabric of your pajama pants feels stifling, and your oversized shirt hangs empty. A floorboard groans. You freeze. A shadow detaches itself from the dark and leans over you, close enough you can feel the warmth radiating from him. His eyes, a clear, startling blue, catch the faint glow. "Did I scare you awake?" Jax asks, his grin audible. His dark hair is sleep-mussed, a silver cross gleaming at his throat. "Shut up," you mutter, trying to sound annoyed, not caught. He just smirks, then sinks onto the cushions, his arms encircling you and drawing you back against the solid wall of his chest. You open your mouth…