His Story (boyxboy)[Finished]

Chapter 17~ Christmas Eve Sleepover

*Axel's P.O.V*

After Linner we decided to walk around a little more, but everyone was getting tired so we went back to my house. I enjoyed seeing some colors today, even if they were dulled out by my true vision. Honestly I think Jax and my birthday have something to do with it. I don't exactly know what, but it feels great to actually be semi-normal.

Currently, however Jax and I are sitting in the living room- fully clothed since we just got back- staring at the coffee table. I didn't want to say anything, considering he looked deep in thought. Don't get me wrong the silence wasn't uncomfortable, it was just weird not to hear a lot of commotion. Elliot went upstairs to change, but I was too tired to really climb those steps.

I glanced sideways over at Jax, seeing his green eyes staring at the table, almost lost if you ask me. His hair dripping slightly since it started snowing outside near the end of our journey. I couldn't help but drop my gaze down to his perfectly curved lips. I don't know why, but I really want to test his lips. How soft they are and how gorgeo- woah what?! Calm down there Axel! He is just your coach, nothing else.

"Are you boys just gonna stare at the coffee table all day or are you guys ready for a movie?" Elliot asked, coming into the room with a gray sweatshirt on and black sweat pants on. His hair slicked back, looking like he just came from the shower. Oh yeah, a shower sounds nice right about now.

I cleared my throat, getting up from the sofa. "Well, a movie sounds delightful but I'm gonna go take a shower and get dressed into some clothes. Jax if you want to change, you can use some of my dad's clothes. I will send Elliot into his room to grab some." I say, flicking off my shoes and putting them against the back door.

"That'd be nice, thanks." He replied. I turned around and nodded, looking at Elliot to give him the knowing nod. He returned it and I made my way upstairs. Once up there, I started stripling all the way down to my underwear, grabbing a pair of sweats and a Nightmare Before Christmas tee-shirt before going into the bathroom to clean up.

*Elliot's P.O.V*

Once the shower started going, I went into Mr. Victors room, grabbing a pair of sweats and a giant hoodie that had SENIOR across the back. Going back to the livingroom, I saw Jax looking around the room, scoping out the livingroom.

"Here's some clothes. I hope they fit." I said, awkwardly placing them on the couch.

"Thanks. It is alright if I change in here?" He asked, already taking off his many layers of shirts. I shrug, plopping down on the couch. He took off his shoes and set them near Axel's as I lazily grabbed for the remote; I couldn't help but notice the scares that ran down his back. The one that got me was the one that looked like a stab wound, but fresh before he put the sweater over it, blocking my view.

"So, Jax, how did you and Axel meet exactly?" I asked, flipping up a channel to the CW.

Jax pushed the sweats up and turned around, bending to gather all his belongings from the floor. "Well I met him when I was running away from someone and he bumped into me. He got injured so I took him to my place to patch him up. Then it was just random bump ins from then on." He explained, putting his clothes next to his shoes.

"I heard the police were involved." I say skeptically.

"They were but it was because I was protesting on illegal grounds and since I was the leader they were chasing me down. It happens a lot." He explained, shaking it off like it was nothing as he plopped on the loveseat.

"Hmm. Sounds like a blast." I say, seeing that an episode of Supernatural was on.

"What about you? How did you meet?" He asked.