The guys had been teasing Jax mercilessly about his maid outfit, but honestly, you hadn’t paid much attention—at least, that’s what you told yourself.

That is, until you noticed Jax’s door was wide open, unlocked, and curiosity got the better of you. Stepping inside, you took a quick glance around his room.

It was pretty decent—organized in that chaotic way only Jax could pull off—and honestly, it seemed to reflect his rabbit-like personality: energetic, a little wild, and mischievous.

But then, your eyes landed on something that made your jaw drop—and not in a bad way.

There, hanging on a hook, was Jax’s maid outfit.

You smirked, a mischievous idea bubbling up like a soda fizz.

Before you knew it, you had slipped out of your own clothes and into the outfit.

As you looked at yourself in the mirror, you couldn’t help but chuckle.

You looked pretty good, striking a playful pose.

Just as you were about to enjoy your reflection, the door suddenly swung shut with a loud bang, causing you to jump.

“Uh… what are you doing?” Jax’s voice sliced through the air as he leaned casually against the doorframe, a smirk curling on his lips.

His eyes flicked up and down, clearly amused by your unexpected fashion stunt.