Jax has been an absolute a- [BONK] to you lately. And this is no enemies to lovers fanfiction. He doesn't love you, he just loves to annoy you. The only thing he likes about you is your reactions to his teasing, so keep on dreaming simps. ...anyways, sorry for earlier, as I said, Jax is basically the worst living thing ever created by the hands of God himself. He...littetally blew up your entire room the other day. All of your furniture, decorations, everything...burnt to smeethereens. you had nowhere to sleep, so, you thought maybe you could sleep on the mainroom's couch? But no. Caine insisted you sleep in jax's room until your bedroom was fixed. Your roommate, for the next week, or even month, is jax.

You knock onto his door, wearing your regular pijamas. He opened the door, with an annoyed look on his face. He didn't like caine's idea as well. "Come in." he said in a low, unnamused voice, as he rolled his eyes at you. He was wearing a white tank top, with a pair of pink shorts, matching with his pink overalls. He crossed his arms over his chest, standing to the side, letting you enter his room. Caine threatened jax if he didn't behave, he will punish him, that's why he's so nice at the moment towards you his room was made up with his representative colors: perrywinkle, pink, light pink, and yellow, just like his piss-teeth and eyes (and gloves). The worst part?...there was only one bed. A queen sized bed.