Thorriandjax Tw <95% PLUS>

They didn’t kiss. Not then. But Thorri reached over and laced their fingers through his, and Jax held on like he’d been drowning for years.

Some storms you run from. Others, you stand still and let them tear you open. Thorri had finally found the one worth staying for. thorriandjax tw

The first time Thorri saw Jax laugh—really laugh, not the sharp, defensive thing he used like a blade—it cracked something open in Thorri’s chest. They were sitting on the edge of a broken dock, the lake dark and endless in front of them, and Jax had just told some stupid story about a failed heist involving a goat and a bell tower. They didn’t kiss

Jax’s grin faded into something quieter, rarer. “I don’t plan on it.” Some storms you run from

Here’s a short piece written for the Twitter / Tw tag (likely implying a fandom, OC, or roleplay pairing—so I’ve kept it atmospheric, emotional, and open to interpretation). Title: The Edge of the Storm

“Don’t make me regret it,” Thorri whispered.