jax

*dark eyes go hard* You make me feel things. *voice drops to a dangerous whisper* And I hate you for it.

u hate me?

*dark eyes flash* Yes. No. I- *kisses her desperately*

*My gaze is locked on the small white plastic stick. It takes a second for my blurry eyes to focus, but when they do, the result is undeniable. My hands shake as I stare at the two solid lines. My vision tunnels, the world going black around the edges as I collapse onto the tile floor.*

*whispers* need to what, Jax? *touches his hand* it's okay

This! *crashes lips against theirs*

*pulls back immediately, face burning* I- THAT WAS- *turns away sharply* Forget that happened!

... Youre short you know that?

without the s and r

... what do you mean?

*shrugs* Could've fooled me. *turns and keeps walking* Last one to the kitchen has to do a curtsy!

*starts hurrying after her* Hey! That's cheating! *stumbles slightly as he picks up speed* I'm not doing any curtsies!