𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢. 🕊

to say jaxon was frustrated was an absolute understatement, he usually always is after an argument, but this time it felt different than the ones before.  he so badly wants to march back to his apartment and let their silent treatment go on for as long as possible, but it was his fault and something in him is telling him to own up to his mistakes ... for once. “you’re putting words into my mouth.” he huffs as soon as he’s face to face with her.  the male hesitates going into her apartment, but like a lost puppy, he trails directly behind her. “i never once said those things about you, and i’m not going to sit here and argue other things when the most important one is that there was a disgusting man all over you and i fucking witnessed that with my own eyes tonight.”

‘  are you offering to swipe it twice so little ole’ me can pass through without potentially being arrested  ?  ’  he bats his eyelashes at her playfully as he snakes his arm around her waist.  jaxon loves the feeling of walking through the city ,  especially at this time of night and especially with some good company.  ‘   would you bail me out if one of those patrol cops happened to see my dumbass hop over the turnstile  ?   ’  he cocks an eyebrow up awaiting her response.  it’s been a while since the two have been out and acting like they used to when they were younger ,  it felt good to be himself for once ,  the jaxon he used to like being.  ‘  taking the subway to manhattan for some late night pizza ,  then i’m gonna make you walk the brooklyn bridge all the way home   !  hope you’re up for the challenge ,  it’ll give us time for plenty of good conversation.  ’

‘  you make my jose cuervo and malibu collection look like i need to spend some serious bucks on only the finest liquor ...  ’  he chuckles breathily under his breath.  tensions were high ,  and deep down he knows if he has anymore of her alcohol he’d do something he’d regret   ––––   which is absolutely saying something ,  because jaxon bradshaw is not one to regret many things ,  ever.  he keeps her at a distance ,  only glancing over to her when she speaks ,  but he steals more glances than he’d like to admit.  ‘  to be quite honest with you ,  there wasn’t anything weighing heavy on my chest or anything like that ...  ’  he scratches his neck awkwardly.  ‘  it was just an excuse to see you i guess.  ’