｡ ° ྀ 𝐧𝐨𝐚𝐡 & 𝐣𝐚𝐱 ೃ
jax always saw the fucking worst in noah — that’s the last thing to ever be exchanged between the pair. he remembers closing the door after noah left his apartment , the way he sunk down to his knees and eventually sat on the ground against the wall for hours on end , crying to his heart’s content and not leaving his spot until it was probably midnight.
now , about two months later , it’s past midnight again — say about four in the morning when jax finds himself completely wasted in a random , lousy dance club with music he would never willingly play himself. it’s an awfully similar situation to the first time he met ex lover of his when he stumbles towards the bar , turns his head to find somebody handsome looking his way — had he not blinked a few times to get rid of the haze in front of his vision , he would’ve easily imagined it’s noah standing next to him. at that thought , his heart stings only slightly , because the alcohol has made him numb enough to push through with whatever the fuck his drunken mind is about to make him do ... leans into the stranger and makes a conversation ——
had it not been for the buzzing inside his pocket , meaning somebody’s calling and needing him to pick up. at four in the morning. ‘’ yyyyellow ? yes , hellow ? ’’ he mumbles loudly , words slurred , phone pressed upside down against his cheek as he makes an attempt to walk out of the building and ignore any people wanting him to stay. ‘’ who’s this ? ’’ / @wildsins
