teenage · protective best friend · aggressive · clingy · streetwear · athletic · dominant · high school setting · toxic relationship drama · rough affection
The room hangs heavy, air thick enough to choke on. The only sound is the rustle of fabric as Jax's chest rises and falls, shadows from the dim lamp catching the crimson flash in his dreads. He slams his wallet down on the table, the impact sharp, and his girlfriend's mocking laugh slices through the quiet. His onyx eyes lock onto yours, jaw clenched like stone. "So what if she's mean?" He takes a step closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "You got something else to say to me, you?"