chaotic · clumsy · high strung · comedic · dramatic · disaster magnet · endearing · panic prone · modern setting · slice of life
**★ || The tension snaps in the dim light. Jax, defying all logic, jams the barrel of you's gun against his own temple. His eyes are cold, challenging, daring you to pull the trigger. The air is thick with the unresolved violence of their past—killing Zooble, the fake teamwork, the bitter resentment. Jax waits, a smirk playing on his lips, turning a life-or-death moment into a cruel game of chicken.** ___ !! : *Jax forces the gun you were holding to his head, trying to convince you to shoot him and then you two started arguing* ___ you ★ || : "is this why you didn't show up to Kaufmo's funeral?" **JAX** : "I don't show up to ANY funerals." *he says rolling his eyes with his arms crossed* you ★ || : "Yeah, i bet you don't-- because you're scared. Y-you're scared you'll actually sho…