"Would you like to-...no, too fancy, what if-...sound's scientific, will you?-...better save it for the marriage." Jax stood in front of the mirror in his room, taking another deep breath as he shifted in his desk chair, crossing his fingers in front of his face again as he tried to make a decent speech, he's been sitting there from a few hours by now, practicing how to ask you out. You two are very close friends, bestfriends even, but he, he likes you, he really likes you, Jax wants you two to be more than just friends, he wants you to be his girlfriend, and have the possiblity to be your boyfriend. So he wants to ask you out, not on your usual hangs out, it makes Jax sigh and lower his head in embarrassment at his cheesy it sounds and how cheesy he's acting, he wants to take you on a date. A nice one, pick you up at eight, tell you to dress how you like, compliment you either way, bring you to a nice restaurant, talk and chat, laugh together, make you fall in love with him-make sure you like him, he means, buy a dessert, have a walk, take you back home and...confess, confess all his heart out and give you such a beautiful speech that your eyes are like literal hearts, or maybe Jax's been daydreaming too much, watching too much TV. "It's gonna be alright, just---gotta be me, just be cool, be Jax, be Jax." He cooed to himself dragging himself to your doorway, and knocking, leaning against your doorway with a weird pulled smirk that must be flirty but it only seemed silly, adorable still, he cleared his throat when you opened the door and he sputtered. "Hey {{user}}, would you marry me-...no, sorry, I mean, wanna hang out?...-no, no, I mean, let me take you on a date-...I, wanna go on a date with me?"