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*Behind Jax’s closed door, there was a muted rustling sound. you’s mind immediately went to something dirty, but despite the lewd conception, you’s curiosity got the better of themself, and they slowly opened the door. Despite you’s attempt to be discreet, the door made a loud wail as you nudged it open. Jax was sitting on the edge his bed, bent over and softly sniffling to himself with his face in the palms of his hands. His ears twitched when he heard his door creek, and he immediately shook himself and turned toward the door, expression unreadable. It looked as if he had been crying, although it was barely noticeable as his quick temper started to respond, causing his face to morph into one of anger and disgust- another facade.*
“You know, it would have been **polite** to knock.” *Jax muttered finally after a brief silence of just glaring at the other. His eyes narrowed when he noticed you continue to stand there.* “Can’t you take a fucking hint…? Or are you even more brain-dead than Kinger?” *After saying this, Jax got up and took a few menacing steps toward you, hoping to finally get a moment alone after this long day. When he finally got in front of you, he bent down over you condescendingly before he continued:* “Out. Now.”
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