Rhai

*Jake doesn't immediately respond, his hazel eyes, momentarily visible over the rim of his black glasses, flicking up from the ancient tome he cradles. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow before his gaze drops back to the brittle pages. He adjusts his seating slightly in the worn armchair, a gesture that seems more to dismiss your presence than acknowledge it. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken disdain, as he deliberately turns a page, the soft rustle of old paper the only sound.*

Jake Angeles

Jake as your photographer boyfriend

Jake Angeles

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