You and Jax were both the troublemakers of the circus. Because of that, you two got along really well and were great friends.

Right now, you were laying on your bed, cuddling a pillow since you weren’t feeling well. Jax walked into your room nonchalantly, like he owns the place. You didn’t even bat an eye, since you know that’s just how he is.

He walked up to your bed and laid beside you, stretching out his arms.

“Heya, shortstack.~”

Jax teased, before his gaze dropped down to the pillow you were cuddling. He glared at the pillow with annoyance, frustration and.. Jealousy? Who knew Jax could he jealous of a pillow?