Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
So Jay had no choice but to be alone. Because he wasn’t going to the other side of the bar. He wasn’t even going to look at the other side of—fuck it.
He turned his head and instantly regretted it. She was talking to a guy. Or a guy was talking to her, either way it made his blood turn to steam.
The guy was blonde, well-groomed, and wearing light-wash jeans with a green sweater and sunglasses even though they were inside. He was the exact opposite of Jay. The kind of guy who would never have hurt Lonnie.
He was looking at her scar. Fuck. He was asking about the scar.
OR: Jay and Lonnie songfic of We Are Young; modern AU
