Khiske_116
Jordan lived through the wreckage once before, specifically that rainy night when he crushed his best friend Alex's heart with a single careless laugh. Now a twist of fate has woken him up two years in the past, giving him a chance to do it all over again. Armed with the agonizing knowledge of the future, Jordan vows to save Alex by staying away. He replaces their shared laughter with cold nods and distant glances, hoping that by becoming a stranger he can prevent the heartbreak that originally destroyed them.
But the gravity between them is undeniable, a physical ache that Jordan can't outrun. Every lingering look from Alex, the natural protector and dominant force in their bond, cracks Jordan's resolve and reminds him of the intense, submissive pull he is trying so hard to ignore. Terrified of failing again, Jordan spirals into a self-destructive cycle of alcohol and multiple infidelities. He throws himself into the heat of strangers like Mia, whose sharp, predatory touch offers a temporary blackout, and seeks out the rough, cold hands of guys like Liam, using their bodies to drown out the memory of how it feels to be truly claimed by Alex.
Jordan uses these explicit, hollow encounters with Liam and Mia to punish himself, craving the friction and the noise to silence his desperate need to surrender to his best friend. He tells himself these betrayals are a form of protection, but he is only creating a new kind of trauma. As Alex watches Jordan's public unraveling, the light in his eyes begins to fade, replaced by a dark, possessive confusion. Jordan traveled through time to be a savior, but in his desperate attempt to outrun his heart, he has become a ghost lost in the slick heat of his own mistakes. Now he must face the visceral reckoning of a love that refuses to let him go, even as he tries to fuck his way out of it.