#jackson teller

Jax Teller x fem!reader

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Jax Teller who can’t pry his eyes away from you when he first spots you at the garage for an oil change. With your expensive prada heels clacking against the pavement and long doll lashes curled to the max.

Jax Teller who can’t control his scowl when anyone, including the other bikers, stare at you. Don’t they know you’re his?

Jax Teller who sees your home as a safe haven, a getaway from all the bullshit he deals with in his life. The warm lit lamps that illuminate your space and the smell of vanilla candles are sometimes the only thing that gets him through the day.

Jax Teller who’s bribed your equally diva and independent girl cat with so many treats that she has no choice but to love him. “see baby we’re meant to be.” is what he says when she purrs in his arms.

Jax Teller who acts like it doesn’t bother him when rich pricks who can offer you so much more hit on you. When in reality, it terrifies him that you’re gonna realize there’s better options.

Jax Teller who loves how unapologetically “you” you are, with your designer dresses and done up hair. He doesn’t even have to brag about you to the others, seeing you does all the talking itself.

Jax Teller who hasn’t so much as glanced at a croweater since the day you walked into his life, what does he need to look at other girls for when he’s got the high maintenance, love of his life right here?

Jax Teller who treats you like the centre of his universe. He lets the club think they’re the priority when deep down, he and everyone else knows it’s you.

Jax Teller who gets overwhelmed when sorting through your walk-in closet with you. He sticks to those white nikes and you have a whole wall for designer heels.

Jax Teller who doesn’t let a day go by where he doesn’t please you and fulfill your every desire.

Jax Teller who likes to wind down on your throw pillow clad couch with a drink in his hand, cig in his mouth and your manicured feet laying in his lap as he caresses them, while you both watch whatever dramatic reality tv you’ve got on. (He loves jersey shore but won’t admit it.)

Jax Teller who gets pressured by Gemma to keep you in his life forever. Not that he’s against it, but proposing in the first week seems like an extreme idea even for his mother. He knows how independent you are and doesn’t wanna scare you off.

Jax Teller who isn’t afraid about going to prison because of the dangers or lack of freedom, he’s worried that there’s now a physical barrier between you two.

Jax Teller who has your name tattooed in cursive on his ring finger.

Jax Teller who adores you with every ounce of his being, he would bind your souls for eternity if he could because there truly is no-one else he loves so much.

AN: can u tell im hyper-fixating on him.