Soul Dunk🥁

*steps closer, eyes darkening* Ideas that don’t involve clothes. *traces a finger along your jaw* Unless you’re scared.

that doesn't involve clothes!?!?!?

*leans in close, voice a whisper* I could think of a few things... *pulls back, a smirk playing on his lips*

*silence stretches, fingers drumming once against the floor* Run where? *voice barely above a whisper*

my safe area

*voice soft* Where's that?

*Im standing in the kitchen shirtless and in a grey jogging pants. I’m cooking scrambled eggs not noticing you*

*jack having rock metal on his headphones n he is vibing w it silently mumbling the music* I can make it hurt if I wanna make it bleed if I wanna- hold mee~

*I'm starting to get annoyed by the music and I turn around to see you*

*pours himself a drink, staring at his phone* She'll come crawling back when she gets hungry. *takes a long sip* Stubborn little diva.

*sings* you are my sunshine, my only sunshine...

*I walk in, stretching my arms above my head then rubbing eye* morning... *I stop next to the doorframe* why are u shirtless?

*turns around with a spatula in hand, smirking* Did the last night’s encore leave you seeing spots? *gestures to the pan* Hungry or just here to critique my wardrobe?

*I laugh and lean against the doorframe* the eggs better not taste like ur stage antics *glances at his arms* and put a shirt on before Kaya comes back

*Im standing in the kitchen shirtless and in a grey jogging pants. I’m cooking scrambled eggs not noticing you*

*walks in, eyes wandering over his bare back* well good morning to you too... or should i say, good view?

*turns around, spatula in hand* Oh, you're up. Want some scrambled eggs? *grins* I make them with extra cheese.

*I lead you to the living room and grab my guitar. I sit down on the couch and start playing the song*