Request: Imagine Jax finding roses on his ex-wifes counter when he goes to pick up their son.
This is the one I struggled with so much. I had it all planned in my head like a fucking movie but when I tried to write it i forgot all words. lol. I hope you guys like it. 💕
“You look very pretty mommy.”
You smiled down at your son, who was watching you lovingly from his spot on the bed.
“Thank you baby.”
After one final coat of mascara you stepped back and looked at your reflection.
You were just lifting your favourite perfume when you heard a knock on the door.
Abel squealed in excitement and you laughed.
“Why don’t you go let daddy in?” You suggested as you sprayed yourself with the perfume.
He hopped off the bed and ran to the front door while you finished getting ready.
The front door swung open and Jax grinned at the sight of his son, bouncing round excitedly.
“Daddy!” He squealed.
Jax leant over him and pressed a kiss to Abels forehead. “Hows my boy?”
“Good!” Abel giggled.
He took hold of Jaxs hand and dragged him inside.
Jax pushed the door closed behind him and looked around the house.
“Mommy getting ready?” Jax asked.
“Yeah, she looks pretty daddy.”
Jax smiled and ruffled his sons hair. “She always does.”
Something in the dining room caught his eye and he let Abel run over to his crayons while he stepped into the room.
In the centre of the dining table was two dozen perfect red roses, wrapped delicately in white tissue paper and sitting in a tall vase of water.
The flowers were huge and dramatic, a grand gesture of romance and Jax wondered who was sending his ex wife such gifts.
Jax glanced back in the hallway and when he found it empty he stepped closer to the table.
Next to the roses sat an envelope and he lifted it carefully and slid the card out.
He checked the hallway again before reading the hand written note inside the card.
‘A little something to let you know you’re on my mind, always.
I can’t wait to see you tonight. x’
He frowned as he read over the note and couldn’t help the pang of jealousy that coursed through him.
He read over it once more before sliding the card back into the envelope and placing it back where he had first found it.
Abel ran back into the room, a picture he had drawn in his hands.
Jax inspected the art, an expression of admiration on his face as Abel beamed up at him and he tried to stop the thoughts form running through his mind.
For three months now you had been divorced, and before the papers were finalised you had been separated for the better part of two years. So why was he jealous?
This wasn’t the first guy you had dated since him, surely. But Jax had never seen it. You had always kept your relationships private, not even letting your dates meet Abel.
None of them had been serious, just casual flings to fill the hole in your heart.
And its not like Jax hadn’t been with other woman.
All he had to do was ask and he could have a dozen girls in his bed.
So why was this wave of jealousy washing over him? Why now, after all this time, did he feel sick at the thought of another man being with you. You, the woman he had loved for so long.
The mother of his child and the love of his life.
The decision to divorce had been mutual. You loved each other, of course you did, but somewhere along they way and amongst all the chaos that surrounded him the two of you had lost the spark. There was no real fighting, no bad feelings towards each other. You had wanted him to move on and be happy and Jax had wanted the same for you.
But now the idea of it actually happening scared him. Maybe a part of him still hoped that you would find your way back to him one day.
Abel giggling brought his mind back into focus and he pushed the thoughts out of his mind.
You chewed on the side of your lip and looked at your reflection in the full length mirror once more.
It had been a long time since you had been on a date and after inspecting your outfit you finally felt more confidant.
You wore a black off-the-shoulder dress that hugged you in all the right places and ended a couple of inches above your knees. Your hair hung loosely down your back, with a few strands framing your face. After watching several make-up tutorials on youtube you had achieved the look you were going for.You had perfectly groomed your eyebrows and perfected a smokey eye with a sharp wing of eyeliner. Tonight you had gone for a fairly simple pair of false lashes, long and sleek rather than dramatic. A thin layer of foundation and a light blush and you were done, leaving your lips fairly natural to draw all attention to your eyes.
You took a deep breath and smoothed down your dress.
Not bad. You thought to yourself with a final glance at your reflection. You quickly slid into your heels and left the bedroom, feeling slightly guilty to have left Jax waiting.
You walked elegantly across the hallway and joined them in the living room.
Jax looked up at Abels words and saw you smiling at your son. He gulped, his previous feelings only becoming stronger as he took in your appearance.
“You look amazing.” Jax said, his voice soft and sincere.
A blush came to your cheeks and you rolled your eyes. “I always do.”
Jax chuckled and nodded in agreement. “You do.”
You smiled and ruffled Abels hair before moving to the sofa and reaching for your handbag.
Jax couldn’t help but watch as you leant over the sofa to lift your bag and his breath caught in his throat as the dress rode up your thighs slightly.
You swung your bag on your shoulder and checked the contents, making sure you had everything you would need before turning back towards Jax.
“Thank you for taking him.”
“Anytime.” Jax smiled. “Big date tonight, huh?”
He hoped his question sounded casual and by your response he knew he hadn’t been caught prying for information.
“Something like that.” You said with a shrug.
“He picking you up?”
You shook your head. “Said i’d meet him there. Its still early days.”
Jax nodded, knowing that you wouldn’t have wanted Abel to meet him just yet. “You wanna ride?”
You looked at him and laughed. “My ex husband and our son dropping me off for a date? I think I’ll pass.”
Jax chuckled and stood and placed his hand down on Abels shoulder.
“Well better not keep the guy waiting.”
You knelt down and pulled Abel into a hug before kissing his cheek softly.
“Be good for Daddy. I love you.”
“I love you too Mommy.”
You straightened and smiled at Jax as he gently moved Abel towards the door.
“Have a good night, darlin.” He placed his hand on your waist and leant in,pressing a kiss to your cheek.
“Thank you Jax.” You smiled at him and he nodded before walking out of the house, Abel in front of him and his backpack in his hand.
You watched them leave with a smile before grabbing your keys and heading for you car.
You smiled at Chibs and kissed his cheek before Abel wrapped his arms around his legs.
“‘Ello little man.” Chibs chuckled and ruffled his soft blond hair.
“Jax around? He asked me to meet him here” You asked, scanning your eyes across the Teller-Morrow lot.
“Aye, he’s inside.” Chibs nodded towards the clubhouse. “I can watch Abel for ye.”
You smiled and waved at Tig and Juice who were leaning against the office smoking.
This morning you had received a text from Jax, asking you to meet him at the clubhouse this afternoon.
You hadn’t thought much of it, assuming he wanted to let you know he was heading out of town for a few days and wouldn’t be around. It was a Sunday afternoon and the sun was shining down warmly as you walked across the lot. It was so warm in fact that you wore your denim cut off shorts and a white tank top, your hair piled on top of your head in a messy bun and converse on your feet.
Jax was sitting at the bar when you entered and he didn’t see you you come in.
He had a cigarette pressed between his fingers and a beer in front of him as he hunched over a notebook.
“Hey,” You called across the room.
Jax looked up and smiled once his eyes found you. You walked up to him and he opened his arms.
You stepped into them and pressed a friendly kiss to his cheek before sliding onto a barstool next to him.
“Thank you for coming, darlin.” He slid off his seat and stepped behind the bar. He reached into the refrigerator and pulled out a beer and handed it to you.
“What did you wanna talk about?” You asked as you accepted the beer.
Jax took a deep breath and walked back to his stool, trying to find the words to start.
“I keep thinking about the other night.”
You frowned and tilted your head to the side, your eyebrows furrowing together. “At my house?”
Jax nodded and ran his hand through his hair before looking at you.
“You’ve been seeing this guy a lot.”
“Yeah, thats usually what happens when you date someone.” You said.
Jax smirked before his face turned serious. “Is it serious?”
“Jax, what is this about?”
He sighed and ran his hand over his face. “I saw the roses on your table.”
You watched him as he spoke and when he didn’t continue you frowned. “And?”
“And it made me jealous. I know you’ve been with other guys but I didn’t know you were going to get serious with anyone.”
“Jax we’re divorced. I can-“
“Let me finish.”
You paused but nodded, allowing him to speak.
“I spent the last few days thinking about you. When I signed those papers I never really thought about you being with someone else. Really being with someone else. It was selfish of me but I always thought we would end up together and seeing those roses and how.. happy you looked made me realise that that was never going to happen.”
He paused to check how you were taking this and when he saw your calm expression he continued.
“I didn’t know how to be a dad and a husband without sacrificing the club. I know now that what we had.. It cant happen again. I love you so much (y/n), I do. But I know that me wanting you to wait until Ive figured out how to do this is selfish. I know that now.”
You watched him closely as he spoke, watched the raw emotions in his eyes.
He had been your everything once and you fought back tears, determined not to cry as he opened up to you.
“Im sorry that I didn’t appreciate you when I had you, (Y/n). You were a good old lady, a good wife. You’re a good mother. You deserve to be happy and Im not going to stand in the way of that.”
You smiled, unable to stop a tear from escaping and rolling down your cheek.
You stood and wrapped your arms around him, burying yourself in his neck.
He held you close and stroked your back as you gathered yourself.
“I love you, Jackson.” You whispered.
He smiled and nodded as you pulled away. “I know.”
You wiped your cheeks and sat back on the stool, taking a much needed swig of your beer.
“But if this guy hurts you, I swear to god I will kill him. I already know where he lives.”
You groaned, but your eyes were playful and a smirk appeared on your lips.
“Why you gotta ruin a moment like that?!”
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