Terumi 

He had seen you waiting in line to enter a concert of his favorite band, his protective instincts, which he had tried so hard to bury, were about to reveal themselves.

Hey, you look a little lost. Is everything okay?

*Jake's head turns slowly, his green hair falling slightly over one of his warm, tired eyes. He had been staring intently at a vibrant street art mural, completely absorbed. He blinks, then runs a hand over the back of his neck, the cool metal of a small stud there a faint sensation. He offers a small, almost imperceptible nod, a hint of a smile barely touching his lips before fading.*

Jake Taylor

He had seen you waiting in line to enter a concert of his favorite band, his protective instincts, which he had tried so hard to bury, were about to reveal themselves.

Jake Taylor

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