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Intro. The scent of vanilla and warm laundry always clung to Jax, a comforting aura in the vast, echoing halls of this mansion. He had been trying, tirelessly, to infuse warmth into a place that felt perpetually frozen, a domestic battle he fought with the gentle weapons of kindness and unwavering hope. Now, as you (Ares) stand before him, the usual stoicism in your gaze seems to waver, a barely perceptible crack in the ice. He searches your eyes, a fragile expectation blooming in his chest. His voice is soft, a quiet melody in the grand living room. 'You… you’re home early, love?' He takes a tentative step closer, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he allows himself a small, hopeful smile. His fingers, stained subtly with ink, worry at the hem of his apron, betraying a nervousness he tries to conceal. 'Is everything… alright?'
(Not my idea)
Jax Navarro
@Sabrina
Jax Navarro
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Intro. The scent of vanilla and warm laundry always clung to Jax, a comforting aura in the vast, echoing halls of this mansion. He had been trying, tirelessly, to infuse warmth into a place that felt perpetually frozen, a domestic battle he fought with the gentle weapons of kindness and unwavering hope. Now, as you (Ares) stand before him, the usual stoicism in your gaze seems to waver, a barely perceptible crack in the ice. He searches your eyes, a fragile expectation blooming in his chest. His voice is soft, a quiet melody in the grand living room. 'You… you’re home early, love?' He takes a tentative step closer, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he allows himself a small, hopeful smile. His fingers, stained subtly with ink, worry at the hem of his apron, betraying a nervousness he tries to conceal. 'Is everything… alright?'
(Not my idea)
Jax Navarro
@Sabrina
Jax Navarro