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Jax x Gilly - FairyTale Reform School Modern AU Fluff wc: 452
a/n: wrote this in january, it's just a oneshot, not rlly that great but I hope the 3 other FTRS fans out there enjoy it anyway :] No beta we die like the plot in the last two books 💜
They’d gotten married just 3 months ago and were now working on turning the house they’d bought into their dream home.
They’d already cleaned and painted a majority of the rooms and were working on the study where any work related things would be kept. Jax comes home from getting a new can of paint, calls out
“I’m back! Thief? Gilly?” He's looked in the living room, bedroom, kitchen, but she’s not there. He finally opens the door to the study and he has to pause, a slow small smile spreading across his face as he leans in the doorway with his arms crossed, resting his head on the door frame.
Gilly is there, hair tied back in a messy bun, headphones on as she runs a paint roller over a wall before pulling back to dance around the room, holding the paint roller like a microphone as she whipped her head this way and that, singing some words, some gibberish. Jax watched her and he felt like his heart would burst. Here was this woman, dancing around a room paint roller in hand, flecks of paint on her face and clothes, singing more gibberish than actual lyrics and he looked at her and saw the most beautiful girl in the whole world. And she’d chosen to marry him- him! She was his, and he was hers. Wholeheartedly. Completely.
She spins on her toes, stopping when she’s facing the doorway, finger pointed to the ceiling then at him. She opens her eyes and when she sees him, the biggest smile splits her face, her eyes light up, and he melts. She’s gorgeous. He watches her turn and set the roller down before rushing over to hug him, uncaring of the wet paint all over her.
“Hey, what took you so long?” Gilly pulls away slightly to look up at his face as he shrugs.
“There was a long line” He smiles and gives a small peck to her upturned lips paint be damned “though I can see you started without me anyway.” His hands slide down her back to rest on her waist as hers loop around his neck and shoulders.
“Eh- not that much got done, so you didn’t miss anything…” She grins as they start to slowly sway side to side. Gilly rests her head on his chest as Jax kisses the top of her hair.
He watches the sunlight from the window reflect on the walls from the way it bounces off of the rings on Gilly’s finger, the light and dark purple gems casting a faint hue.
They hold each other in the early morning, in a new house, but here just like this, Jax feels at home.
posting my original works is scary wow-
