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"Jesus, Jax, do you not feel the blood coming out of your nose?" You ask as he sits next to you on the couch, scarlet liquid dripping out of his nose like a tap. He frowns, wiping carefully, his eyes taking in his stained hand. "Come on."
He takes your outstretched hand once you stand up, pulling him up with you and leading him to the bathroom. As he takes a seat on the closed toilet, you grab some tissue gently wiping away the lost blood, the droplets already stained on his white shirt, before you pinch his nose, trying to stop the blood flow.
"It's just a nose bleed, babe. I'll be fine." Jax insists, waving you off. You swat his hand away as he tries to move yours, a smirk on his lips at your dominant nature. His slips his hands to the back of your thighs, pulling you to straddle him, his eyes watching you as you take care of him.
"I love you." He tells you, your face flushing and heart warming at his unexpected confession. Sure, he'd said it before, but every time he said those three words he seemed to catch you off guard, make you feel as breathless as he did the first time.
"And I love you." you whisper, his face inches away from yours, a beaming smile spreading onto his lips as you respond. When you're convinced the bleeding has stopped, you remove your fingers from his nose, carefully wiping away any left over blood with a wet wipe.
"All done." He nods, standing up before you can get off his lap, his arms safely wrapped around your thighs as you wrap yourself around his waist, your arms locking around his neck.
He brings his lips to yours, your eyes closing involuntarily as his mouth works with yours, your hands moving to rest gently on his face. It was the moments like this, such simple yet amazing moments, that made you fall so hard in love with the man in front of you.
"What was that for?" you question, Jax letting you go slowly as your feet find the floor. You run your fingers through his soft locks, his arms wrapped around you to keep you close, not that you mind of course.
"Do I need a reason to kiss my girl?" You shrug, a content smile on your lips as the two of you stand lost within each other. He leans forward, kissing your forehead lovingly, "Thank you for always taking care of me."
You nod, pulling his lips down to meet yours once more, a groan leaving him as you tug lightly on his hair, his teeth nibbling your bottom lip sensually. Begrudgingly, you pull away, resting your forehead against his.
"I've got you, baby. Forever and always." you mumur, stealing one more peck from his pink tinted lips.
Authors Note: Short but sweet 💖 — Don't forget to comment requests and vote! 🥰
