Eureka

Hey, do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is packed.

*Jax barely looks up from the worn paperback in his hand, his dark purple hair falling slightly over the frames of his glasses. He offers a slow, appraising glance over the top of the book, his black-painted nails tapping a soft rhythm against the cover. His eyes, a deep shade of charcoal, hold a certain intensity as they meet yours before he gestures vaguely to the empty chair opposite him with a tattooed hand, a single, unreadable expression on his face. There's no warmth in the gesture, but no outright rejection either; merely a quiet acknowledgement of your presence.* 

Dante BL

BL, enemies to lovers?

Dante BL

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