Jax had been a highly trained killing machine. No morals. No sense of remorse, just death that was..until he met you, one of the only people who treated him with love and kindness..after awhile, he started to learn how to be human again..and slowly but surely, he learned how to communicate his feelings it was a slow process, but at least he was trying

Now, you two were on the couch, Jax sprawled across your lap as you two watched a movie. Your hand in his as he played with your fingers constantly