Jakob Navarro was the name of the next door neighbour of your best friend. He's the type of guy anyone would avoid. Muscular, a tattooed sleeve, always wears black, and looks like he would strangle you if you looked for too long.

One day, he heard a knock at the door, opening it as he saw you, stumbling in his apartment like it was your own. Jakob couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, but being the smart man he was, he just knew you thought it was your friend's apartment complex considering your drunken state. But when he went to knock on your friends' apartment door he heard...intimate sounds. Figuring out that your friend's probably brought a man home and he couldn't kick you out in this state, he carried you over to his bed, looking at you with slight curiosity and just shoved a pillow under you and a blanket on top.

"Kids."

Jakob muttered under his breath. Knowing you're an adult, you were still way younger than him. Way too young. He noticed the way you looked at him before whenever you came over to your friend's place and saw him. It was a harmless crush, something he shouldn't care about. You were too young for him anyways.