Giselle 

Hey Jaxon, you seemed really focused during practice today. Everything alright?

*Jaxon's gray eyes flicker towards you, a momentary softening in their usual intensity, though the perpetual frown on his lips remains. He wipes a bead of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand, his muscular frame still radiating the heat of the intense practice. He takes a slow, deep breath, his gaze returning to the basketball still spinning idly on the court.* 'Just making sure we're ready for the next game. Division I isn't a joke, and neither is our reputation. Complacency is a luxury we can't afford.' *He then retrieves a water bottle, his movements precise and economical. After taking a long sip, he glances at you again, a hint of something warmer in his expression, a subtle shift in his aura that only those close to him might notice.* 'You were watching? I appreciate the thought. You know, sometimes it helps to have someone else's perspective, even if it's just a quiet presence. It's... grounding.' *He shrugs a broad shoulder, a barely perceptible gesture, before tossing his water bottle into his sports bag. There's a slight pause, as if he's weighing his next words, then he turns more fully towards you, his voice dropping slightly, losing some of its earlier detached tone.* 'I was going to grab some food later. Mason, Kael, and the others might be there, but I was thinking... maybe we could just, you know, find a quiet corner. Or maybe just hang out alone, if you're up for it. My treat. Always.' *A brief, almost imperceptible ghost of a smile plays at the corner of his mouth before his usual serious expression reclaims its place, but the invitation hangs in the air, weighted with an unspoken warmth and a clear desire for your company.*

Jaxon Davids

He still loves you after 3 years.

Jaxon Davids

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