#jackson maddox

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[faux-foes]

Out of all of the Maddox brothers, Jackson might be the most controlling. As the oldest, he feels a lot of pressure to keep things together and keep everyone safe and happy, and that just translates into an overprotectiveness that gets really overbearing. 

[faux-foes]

I’ve always wanted a Henry Cavill muse and now I finally have him ;_;

[blaise-masterson]

Happy Valentine's Day Jackson

[angel-island-confessions]

Thought Jackson might enjoy this....

[blaise-masterson]

Afternoon Naps || Blaise & Jackson

 Rolling on to his stomach Blaise buried his head under the pillow to block out the sun that was shining unusually bright today. He was sorely regretting his decision to have a drinking binge with Brett the night before. Closing his eyes he drifted into sleep, that only lasted five minutes when he heard Sage and his friend Nikolaus bust through the door. He didn't know if it was from the terrible hangover he had or if it was from the lack of sleep but every bit of noise pierced him. Throwing the blanket off of him and throwing the pillow down to the floor Blaise sat up on his bed and buried his face into his hands, his head was pounding and he couldn't stand being in the room any longer. His apparent annoyance and slight anger was lingering in the air and he assumed as much when Sage and Nikolaus became ominously quiet. "I'm sorry if we woke up you man." Sage said apologetically, being careful not go give Blaise a reason to chew him out. "....... It's fine. I was awake anyways." Blaise said getting up from the bed. Not feeling like getting dressed he just slipped on his favorite Nikes and went downstairs.

When he stepped off of the elevator he made his way down to the cafe to grab a cup of coffee and find a place to sleep, he didn't want to room with Brett because he had company in the form of Reid. Stepping into the cafe he noticed Jackson sitting by himself typing on his laptop like he always did. When he finally looked from his computer he gave Blaise a shy wave. He took notice of the way Jackson's face was starting to light up when he was in the vicinity, Blaise liked that. "Hey." He said quietly while he grabbed a chair. "Hey yourself." Jackson said beaming a little bit. "You don't look so good, I mean well you look good but you look like you're tired. I think I'm just gonna shut up now." Jackson said trying to back track his last statement. "It's fine, I get what you meant. And no I haven't hardly had any sleep. Sleep is almost damn near impossible with the sun shining right in my face and having to drown out Sage and Nikolaus being their obnoxious selves." Blaise said trying to mask his annoyance from earlier. 

"I mean I guess it's partially my fault for staying out all night drinking and getting back to my room at ungodly hours" He finished running his hand through his messy unkempt bed head. "Well, I have an extra bed that isn't being used. I was fortunate enough not to get a room mate so you are more than welcome to use it. That's if you want to." Jackson offered while closing his laptop. "Are you sure, I  mean I don't want you to feel like I'm invading your personal space." Blaise said half shocked at Jackson's kind offer. "I really don't mind, I like you. You're one of a few people who I don't mind sharing things with, besides I would consider us a lot closer now since our little uhm, experience in the pool a few nights ago. He replied slightly embarrassed. Blaise couldn't help but to smile, he couldn't believe that someone like Jackson could be that modest. "You're right, I would consider us a lot closer.' Blaise said letting a small smile creep upon to his face

[angel-island-confessions]

I think deep down inside Jackson enjoyed Reid and Blaise fighting over him Whether he wants to admit it or not

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Dinner Date || Blaise & Jackson

Rolling up the sleeves on his button up Blaise gave himself a once over in the body mirror that was hanging in the bathroom. He was both excited and nervous about having dinner with Jackson. He was never one to be nervous but he was worried that he would be stood up yet again by Jackson. "Do I look okay, I'm not overdressed am I? Hell am I under dressed?" Blaise said turning to Sage whom was spread out on his bed. "You look fine." he replied giving Blaise a encouraging nod. Grabbing his wallet and his comb he headed downstairs to wait for Jackson. Giving the button to the elevator a furious click he waited. The longer he waited the slower time seemed to be moving, he started to become impatient so he started to click the button harder. "Pushing the button won't make it come any faster." He heard an annoyed employee say. "Right." He said quickly looking down to his feet. Finally he heard the ding of the elevator that prompted him to step in. The ride down was a lot faster than his wait for it to come up was. When he stepped off of the elevator much to his surprise he seen Jackson sitting on the bench beside of the entrance. He looked a lot different than his awkward self. He was donning a pair of dark wash jeans, a grey button up shirt and black blazer. Both were rolled to the bend of his arms. His wild hair was still in it's messy state, Blaise assumed it was hard to tame hair as curly as his.

Blaise ran his hand through his hair and made his way over to Jackson who was now standing. "You look great." He heard Jackson mumble to him. "Thanks, you look pretty damn good yourself." Blaise said returning the compliment with a smile. He watched Jackson turn a violent shade of red over the compliment. "You don't have to be embarrassed, I only speak the truth." Blaise said trying to make him feel comfortable. The pair walked outside to decide on their destination. "Do you know where we are going to eat at?" Jackson asked him shyly. Shaking his head "I haven't worked that out yet." He replied half laughing. "Maybe we could go there." Jackson said pointing to a large Mexican restaurant. "Sounds good to me.