do you have any headcanons for boyfriend!jax? any random quirks you think he’d have in a relationship or how he’d be in the beginning of a relationship vs once he’s been with someone for awhile?
Hey anon!! I am so sorry it's taken me a bit to get to this last question from back when I did that chatty Jax night I had the other month!! But below the cut I have a handful of thoughts about boyfriend!Jax in a relationship and a few of the quirks I imagine him having! This turned into mostly Jax fluff, too.
Boyfriend!Jax Relationship Quirks/Beginning of a Relationship vs. Later into One
Jax isn't known to be the relationship type, so to avoid the guys' teasing and to keep up appearances that he hasn't gone soft, he tries to limit the time he spends with you at first. He doesn't want to come across as clingy and overeager, so you get a few texts and calls throughout the week. He'll make some casual plans to hangout. But later into the relationship? Once he knows you've seen who he is and have an idea of what he does and you still haven't ran from him? Suddenly he can't get enough of you. You'll know that when he starts sending you random texts about your inside jokes, and when he ends his days falling asleep beside you every night.
Jax is shit at relationships and he's got a stubborn streak that doesn't pair well with his temper, which means he's going to fuck things up a few times, especially in the beginning. Arguments that go a bit too far and he storms off without an apology, times he leaves you hanging because of the club, and stress that sometimes causes little rifts between you both until he finally starts letting you in. In the beginning of the relationship, he doesn't do apologies well. He just shows up with a bouquet of flowers on your doorstep looking miserable with a gruff "I'm an asshole, I know." Eventually, after he's started learning how to sit down and talk things out, he becomes better at apologizing. But he still likes to bring you the flowers.
At the beginning of the relationship, Jax isn't falling asleep next to you every night. Sometimes he just crashes at the clubhouse because it's easier, he's tired, and he doesn't want to think about how pathetic he'd look texting you at almost midnight to see if you're awake. But further into the relationship it doesn't matter who's bed you're in, he has to be lying beside you or he's going to toss and turn all night. But what he really loves? Those times you can tell he's stressed and you roll over and wrap your arms around him from behind. He'll never say it out loud, but Jax loves to be the little spoon. You've learned that by the way he always grabs one of your hands and quietly kisses the backs of your knuckles like a silent 'thank you' for giving him the comfort he doesn't often receive.
When Jax is stressed and running on little sleep, you've come to learn that he talks in his sleep. Sometimes it's just grumbled out sounds and words that you can barely decipher, but sometimes it's something worth teasing him about in the morning. You've heard him snap at prospects, get angry about someone eating the last of the pizza, and you've heard him complaining to Opie about spark plugs. You've never let him live down the time he talked you through an oil change while still asleep.
Jax does not shut the door when he takes a piss. At the beginning of the relationship, he at least made some level of effort to half-heartedly toss the door closed behind himself, but if it remained open a crack? He didn't care. But when you've been dating each other for a little bit? He doesn't even bother to shut it anymore, he just walks right in. And when you've made comments about it, he just shrugs it off with a "Why waste the extra time? Not like you haven't seen my dick, darlin'."
If you bend over in front of him--to put something in the dishwasher, pull food out of the oven, or pick something up from the floor--you can guarantee Jax is going to get distracted by your ass. Doesn't matter what he's doing, if he's got a free hand he is grabbing your ass or smacking it. And that'll be paired with some little comment he mutters more to himself than to you like: “Damn right that's mine” or “Look at this fuckin’ thing.”
With how often random things come up with the club, sometimes Jax is out late. Eventually he'll make his way back to you afterwards, but sometimes he hasn't had a chance to eat all night and he'll walk through the door with a greasy bag of takeout in his hands. But even though he knows you've already eaten dinner, he always grabs you something--fries, a taco, onion rings, a shake. He plays it off like he's doing it to be thoughtful, and while he is, it's also because he knows that you're going to steal his food if he doesn't ("I got you your own taco, babe. C'mon, leave my burrito alone!").
His absolute weakness is your fingers running through his beard or his hair. Whenever you're both curled up on the couch watching something on the TV, Jax loves it when your nails absently scratch along his jaw and his chin, or if you start carding your fingers through his hair. He'll close his eyes and make this deep, rumbling noise in the back of his throat that makes him sound like a massive cat purring.
