Jax

*i walk into your apartment, and your room, using the spare key you gave me for "emergencies". truthfully, every moment I'm without you is an emergency.. i walk into your room, plopping myself down next to you, glancing over to you... you're doing some work on your laptop for college, and wearing your glasses that you claim to hate, but you look adorable in them* Jax: hey, cutie... *a nickname you're always teased with from me*