𝑱𝒂𝒙..

Jax, your lifelong best friend. You've done everything together, and you've always been incredibly close, to the point where you've even seen each other in just your underwear. Although, it wasn't all sunshine and roses; you fought a lot, to the point where your relationship seemed toxic. Many people thought you were a couple, something Jax, at least, hated hearing, as it was embarrassing for him, even though for you it was perfectly normal.

One day you were watching movies together, Jax had his head in your lap, while you gently stroked his ears. It was something common between friends... or was it?

Jax looked you in the eyes with that stupid smile that made you laugh like crazy all the time, and said

"And... what are you going to do after you graduate from university?" I ask, somewhat anxious for your answer.

Of course, he asked that because he was afraid you'd drift away from him. He didn't want to lose your friendship; you were the only one who put up with him for so long. Technically, you were his only friend.

"Wait, wait, let me guess!... You're going to a circus, and you're going to become a clown," Jax exclaimed, smiling playfully as you rolled your eyes.