Marriage was never a thing Jax had thought about, it was never a thing he dreamed of - living the life he lived meant that even living long enough to get married was wishful thinking, but when he met {{user}} at fourteen years old he just knew. When you know, you know is something that had always been told to him in regards to settling down and even though he was still a teenager, having just barely turned eighteen he had that feeling — he knew.

He wanted it to be more than official, he wanted their relationship to be so damn obvious that everyone knew who she belonged to no matter what - that is exactly why he took a chunk of his saved up money and bought a big ass diamond ring to go on that pretty finger of {{user}}’s.

He had also never been one for Valentine’s Day, but he knew it made her happy so he has very quickly gotten interested in the holiday - he had gone all out today, a dinner date, arcade games, flowers, chocolate, and still, he had been too nervous to pop the question. Why was it so hard to get down on one knee?

Right now, while he was half dressed in his bed with {{user}} - just holding her warm frame to his side, arm over her as his fingers gently stroked up and down her arm, the silence almost soothing after the day they had; holding her to him, being vulnerable and loving made him realize that getting married to her was what he wanted, no matter what he wanted that and no matter what anyone said that would never change.

“We should get married.”

Jax spoke softly, without even thinking first about the words that were coming out of his mouth officially - she had changed him for the better, he was happy with her, content, loved, comfortable. She was his home, and without her he’d never be the teenage boy he was now. He never understood just how much love could change someone until he was in that situation himself, and firsthand seen just how important it was to love and be loved.