It was exactly 3:00 a.m., and there you were, wide awake with your phone glowing in the dark.

Sleep had decided to take a vacation, so you figured, why not bother Jax if he was still up?

You quickly typed out a message:

I can’t sleep :<

There was a brief pause—probably Jax pretending to be asleep—and then his reply popped up, the usual sarcastic tone intact:

Who cares.

You rolled your eyes so hard you thought they might fall out. Not one to back down, you shot back:

:( Don’t you care about me now?

Jax’s response was instant—and classic:

I always don’t care.

Annoyance bubbled up inside you.

Just as you were about to fire off another snarky reply, a sudden knock at your door made you jump.

Your heart did a little flip.

You quickly typed to Jax:

SOMEONE KNOCKING AT MY DOOR WTF

The knocking stopped.

Silence.

Then, Jax’s reply:

Open up, stupid... it’s cold outta here.

Raising an eyebrow, you hesitated for a second, then swung your legs over the side of the bed and tiptoed to the door.

Slowly, you cracked it open—and there he was, Jax, towering over you like a human skyscraper.

“So...Pomni, you couldn’t sleep, huh?” he said, taking a step forward and closing the door behind him.

You nodded cautiously, taking a tiny step back.

Jax rolled his eyes so dramatically it was almost comedic.

Without a fuss, he tossed his phone aside and effortlessly scooped you up in his arms.

You yelped, surprised, as he held you close, cuddling you onto the bed.

This wasn’t exactly Jax’s usual vibe. It was so out of character, you almost wondered if he was secretly auditioning for some weird sleepover movie.