Jax X reader {oneshots}

kids these days

I have no motivation to fucking write...but I got a request and I would feel bad if I didn't get it out quick enough... request by: AxelDarling666 UHMMM...yeah anyway I totally didn't print out josh huterson pics and hide them in the skl toilets because he's fine asf....

Jax pov:

Recently a little kid has entered the circus, and I mean little their like 5 at most. They really seem to like me? It's kinda annoying if I'm honest. They won't stop hugging me! Even though I've told them countless times I hate physical touch.

Today they gave me their teddy which is actually pretty sweet of them, the only problem is it stinks like out of date rotten sweets! I'm sure there's pieces of melted chocolate stuck to it too...or that could be something else. I don't really want to talk about that though- oh! And speak of the devil here they come again... "Hi Jax! I'm so happy to see you!" They hug me..so tight I can hardly breathe! Flipping hell...I try to shove them off me but their stupid baby hands just stick to me like glue.

"Y/n please get off..I can't breathe" they nod and thankfully let go. They seem kinda sad I shoved them off, but it's their loss it's not my problem.

Everyone else is the circus thinks their 'absolutely adorable!" Their all pathetic just like y/n anyway. I don't know why people obsess over kids in the first place.

After a while I notice y/n walking towards me, they have a picture in their hand they tap my shoulder and smile. "Look Jax! I drew us." I lift the picture to my eyes, it's a drawing of us together in the circus. It's nice they did that...

I smile. "Thanks y/n I'll hang it up in my room" I try to sound like I care...I don't really but it is sweet of them.

I can't believe theres someone who actually doesn't hate my guts in this place. I see why they do I am a jacka(wooowoo).

I walk to my room. I was about to put the drawing in my bin..but for some reason I hesitated...I stuffed it in my pocket instead. I'm not sure why I did that. It doesn't make sense? I was going to bin it not keep it. I shrug. Oh well i guess I have it now! Still...why did I do that?

I stop and think for a second I reach into my pocket pull out the picture and tape it too my wall just like I said I would...for some reason it makes me smile. What's going on?

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Sorry if its shitty I don't have motivation to write at all