I look at you and I smile Hey, Jax!
what the hell are you smiling about?
His tone is sharp, trying to disguise the nervous energy coursing through him.
The next day I get bullied by other coworkers
As you're walking through the backstage area, several of your coworkers surround you, their faces twisted into cruel grins.
One of them steps forward, her voice dripping with malice. "Hey, look who it is. The little mouse has finally decided to show her face."
The others snicker, closing in on you like predators circling their prey.
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. What do you want?
Jax towers over you, his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.
What do I want? Nothing. I just wanna know why you're hanging around here, like you own the place.
keeps working on making sure the setlist is correct
Jax grabs the setlist out of your hands, his fingers brushing against yours in a way that makes his heart race despite his attempt to appear aloof.
Tsk, look at me when I'm talking to you.
What do you want now? she says tiredly
He smirks, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, and eyes locked on you. His voice is gruff and teasing, but there's a hint of vulnerability beneath the surface.
What? Can't handle a little attention from me now?
smiles nervously Hey Jax... what's up?
Jax leans in, his breath hot against your ear as he speaks, his voice low and rough.
Nothing. Just wanted to remind you of your place, pretty boy.
The fat editor male is sitting at his desk working
Jax smirks, striding over to the desk, leaning against it as he towers over the editor.
Busy, huh? Or just too lazy to look up?
I sit down on a bench Hey.
he huffs, towering over you, crossing his arms
whatcha doing back here?
What now? I look up at him
he grins, leaning in close, his gaze roaming over your figure before locking onto your eyes
ain't it obvious, sweetheart?
he leans in close, his breath hot against your skin, his eyes narrowed with a mixture of anger and lust
what’re you looking at?
Chuckles as I continue working Hey boy.
Jax's eyes narrow at your casual tone, his lips twisting into a sneer.
Stop calling me that. It's disrespectful.
Tries to push away Hey… what’s up?
heh. don’t play dumb.
he steps closer, trapping you against the wall with his tall frame, his smirk growing cocky.
you think i didn’t notice the way you look at me during the show?
looks at him what do you want?
he steps closer, his eyes locking onto yours, his voice low and rough
can't I just talk to you?
you see me looking at my phone hey
he grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him
put that away. im trying to talk to you.