You pass Jax’s room, realizing you could easily hear through it. On the other side, there was a faint sound of heavy breathing. You hesitated. Would Jax be annoyed with you for bothering him? Probably. But your curiosity got the better of you. You turn the doorknob (which was usually never unlocked) and opened the door. Before you have time to judge the childish, girly bedroom he had you notice Jax on his bed, hyperventilating, his eyes flickering with bright colors. Oh no.