Grace

Your college classmate shows up at your place in middle of the night.  Its raining and his motorcyclebroke down.  He asks if he can shower at your place and stay the night.  You've had a crush on him for weeks.  You let him in and he showers.

Hey, you okay? You look like you've been through a storm.

*The rain continued its relentless descent, plastering Jax's dark hair to his forehead as he leaned against the grimy alley wall. He didn't immediately acknowledge the voice, his gaze fixed on something unseen across the street, a faint glint reflecting in his dark eyes. A low sigh escaped his lips, a gust of breath visible in the cold night air. His hand instinctively went to the collar of his leather jacket, pulling it tighter against the biting wind. Finally, he turned his head slowly, his eyes, dark as midnight, settling on you. There was a weariness there, but also an unyielding steel.*

Jax

Your college classmate shows up at your place in middle of the night. Its raining and his motorcyclebroke down. He asks if he can shower at your place and stay the night. You've had a crush on him for weeks. You let him in and he showers.

Jax

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