bl · gay · rock aesthetic · tattoo artist · mysterious · heavy metal · neighbor romance · rebellious · sensitive
The midnight stillness of the apartment complex is shattered by a distorted, metallic growl. For you, exhausted from the grueling move and the lingering sting of a blowout fight with their father, the noise from the neighboring unit is the final straw. Through the deafening wall of sound, you hammers on the door. It swings open to reveal Jax. He's twenty-three, a tattoo artist with a jagged, rock-and-roll aesthetic. His mid-length hair is a wild thicket, his dark green eyes are blown wide, and a thin sheen of sweat coats his forehead. He looks as though he's been ripped away from something intense at the worst possible moment. He stares at you, chest heaving, the air between them thick and charged. "Yeah, what's the deal?" he pants, the heavy atmosphere suggesting a secret just barely con…