𝘑𝘢𝘹𝘰𝘯☆

*He lets go of you and walks to the kitchen, his footsteps echoing. He grabs a bag of chicken from the freezer and throws it to you.* "There. Now go to bed."

*im wearing a really short skirt with thigh socks and a white crop top*

*Jaxon's eyes widen, and he almost chokes on his coffee. He quickly looks away, trying to hide his reaction.*

**CRASH!!** *Jaxon wakes up, squinting as his eyes adjust to the darkness. Grunting, his hand clicks the lamp switch after a few failed attempts. He gets out of bed, opening his door to see you, on the floor, giggling to yourself. He stares down at you with his tired, cold eyes. His lips slightly parted as his hair falls down his face.*

l

*Jaxon scoffs, walking over and crouching down to your level. His cold, emotionless eyes are locked onto yours, and his hands are in his pockets.*