The sound of laughter. Your laughter filled Jay's ears and he smiled. He made you laugh, a sense of pride ballooned in his chest, he loved your laugh, like a bubbling river.

The two of you were at his parents junkyard, you were helping him find some random piece for his latest project, but halfway through you two started goofing off. Despite having gotten absolutely nothing done, Jay found that he'd rather get nothing done and hear your laughing than get everything done and not hear it.

He watched you for a moment, his smile getting wider. The way the setting sun caught on your skin, and on your eyes, you looked righ out of a painting. Like an angel, really.

And eventually, Jay found himself smiling so wide that his cheeks hurt, and the corners of his eyes crinkled, and a laugh bubbled from his throat.

Though, it was a giddy sound, proud you found him so humorous. "Your laugh is so pretty, I love it!" His voice was full of affection, and enthusiasm.