Well as I'm Waiting... Anyone want to do a One-on-One with me??? Hey It turns out someone actually wants to so this is closed, but Stalkers are fine

Leon moved away to dodge Jax's feet. "Yesssss, Victory is mine!"

“Nahoaoaooooooo!!” He kicked and flailed around.

He tried to avoid Jax's attacks and let go of him and flopped down on the couch so he could rewind the movie since it was playing the closing credits.

Jax continued flailing and giggling on the ground, appearently sharing in a private joke.

Leon rewinded the whole movie and started watching it.

Jax just kinda continues being a little psychopath on the ground.

Leon kept watching the movie while trying to ignore Jax.

Jax stuck his arm out suddenly and grabbed Leon’s foot.

Leon was able to pause the movie before he fell again, on his shoulder, and got into a sitting position, "Let me watch the movieee."

Jax flailed around underneath of him, making stifled squeaking noises.

Leon got off of Jax and flopped down next to him.

Jax coughed a couple times and caught his breath through small giggles.

"You okay?" He asked as he looked at Jax, slightly worried.

He nodded a little and climbed on top of him. They’re back on the floor, exactly how they started.

He smiled slightly at Jax and looks at his cuts and bruises.

Jax noticed him staring and covered the ones on his face, and curled up so they didn’t show the ones on his chest.

"Jax, please? I need to see how bad they are." He asked as he got into a sitting position.

Jax shook his head. “You’ve already seen them.”

"Fine." He said, knowing how stubborn Jax could be, and hugged him.

-ignores the fact how easily they could get infected, especially his gunshot wound-

Jax snuggled into him, still covering his face with his hands.

(fuckkkkkkkkkkk)

"Do you have any wounds that could get infected?" He tried to uncover Jax's face.

-I’ve had shit get infected before and it’s not fun-

“No.” Jax said untruthfully.

(I've never had that happened, fortunately)

"I can tell when you're lying, where are the infected wounds?"

“They’re not infected!” He growled at him.

"Well, the ones that could get infected." He corrected himself.

“Nowhere, I don’t have any. They’re all fine.”

"Jax, you got shot and those are wounds that could get infected. So can you please show me the wounds that could possibly get infected?"

“Noooooo. I’m fine, Leon.”

"Please?"

“No! I’ll be ok.”