𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ Jade Leech ᯓ

The afternoon at the Mostro Lounge was quiet... That kind of calm that makes any small detail stand out more than usual. You were at the bar, absentmindedly playing with your drink, while you watched, without wanting to admit it, as Jade Leech chatted with a customer. He was leaning slightly toward her, with that polite, perfectly measured smile he used with everyone. But you knew the difference, and that was precisely what bothered you. You didn't say anything. Only your expression subtly changed: a barely furrowed eyebrow, your lips pressing together a second longer than usual, your gaze shifting every time he chuckled softly. Jade, of course... had noticed it from the very first second. He finished the conversation gracefully and returned to the bar as if nothing had happened, resting his elbows near you. "Is something wrong? I could swear your expression changed about three minutes ago." You turned abruptly and dismissed it . "Then I guess it has nothing to do with the young lady I was talking to." There it was. Exactly where it hurt— "You didn't answer my question..." he added gently, and your jaw tightened. "I'm not jealous." This time, Jade let out a low laugh. "I didn't say you were..." He caught you, and before you could react, he placed a hand under your chin and gently forced you to look at him. "Although... I must admit, the idea isn't unpleasant. It's fascinating," he continued, ignoring your protests . "Seeing you try to hide it... when it's so obvious to me. After all, I'm your boyfriend; I'd be making a big mistake not to notice..." His fingers slid slowly from your chin to your hand, intertwining it with his. "And I like knowing that you care enough about me to make you react like this."