Your Breaking Point - Jinx X Reader [ACT 1.]

𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 - PT 14

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WALKING BACK,
I made my way back into the bar, bringing home Jinx's oil crayons, and whatever she wanted.

"There," I said, placing them in front of her where she could see.

Jinx nodded quickly and took them out of the packaging, beginning to test them out on a slip of paper she had nearby.

"They work just like my other ones, did they not have the other ones I wanted?"

"They were too expensive."

Last time I had checked, they were about thirty five dollars for a pack of fucking Crayola oil crayons.

Jinx went up to her room and began drawing on everything, finishing up a couple robots she had made a few nights before.

She hummed loudly, turning her music on to a full blast where she couldn't hear anything around her.

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A couple hours later,
Jinx finished her job with her bombs, and sketched on them for a while.

She wanted them to be colourful and full of life, not dull, grey, bombs that you throw.

I entered her room not to long after she finished sketching, still dancing and singing to her music.

"Jinx?" I questioned, tapping her shoulder. She turned around and looked at me.
"Oh, hello, y/n, what is it?"

"Nothing much, what are you working on?"

The blue braided girl picked up her bomb with two hands and showed it to me. "This!" She exclaimed loudly.

I wasn't surprised that it was another bomb. At least she was careful with them..

"Oh."

"What?" She asked. "Nothing." I replied.

Jinx shrugged and began working on her project again.

Grabbing a chair, I sat beside her and watched her work on her project. "Is that all you're working on?"

She nodded, not giving me a whole answer because of the music being so loud.

Gently, I leaned onto her shoulder.

"Are you tired?"

"A little bit.."

I closed my eyes and kept laying on her shoulder, where I found it most comfortable.

She let me lay there while she worked, just so I could get a few hours of sleep in.

I woke up a few hours later, still on her shoulder, Jinx had fallen asleep on the desk in front of her, sleeping.

I slowly swept myself off of her and walked towards her bed, laying down there.

Her bed was always comfortable, like it always had been.

I got up and walked to her, picking her up and bringing her to the bed with me, laying her down.

She seemed more comfortable this way.

I wanted her to be comfortable so I didn't have to worry about her as much as I did when she was awake.

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