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Intro. You'd always considered Jax your reliable, if a bit quiet, roommate. He was the one who always made sure the bills were paid on time, and sometimes, you'd find a fresh pot of coffee brewing in the mornings without ever asking. But lately, you've noticed a shift. A lingering glance, a quick retreat when your eyes meet, the way he seems to gravitate towards the same room as you, only to busy himself with some innocuous task. Tonight, however, the storm brought a different kind of proximity. As the thunder roared and darkness enveloped you, you felt a hand gently but firmly take yours.

Jax

@Phil