Abstraction (Jax x Reader)

5: Get it in the first try

She sighed and bent over like how he did, and held the cue stick. But it was hard for her to balance it. How the f^€| did he do this.

Y/n ended up hitting the green cloth instead of the white ball, she mentally face palmed. Jax was practically in tears. "How did you managed to do that?" Jax slapped his knee.

Y/n turned to him and shrugged her shoulders and pointed to the pool table.

Jax had to dramatically catch his breath. "Wait, you don't know how to hold it?"

A flush crept across her cheeks, shaking her head.

"Finnne, let me teach you." Jax dropped his cue stick and walked over to Y/n, awkwardly getting behind her.

"Basically you bend down to where your face is practically touching the rim of the table," He put his hands on her back, lightly forcing her to bend down. "Which one is your dominant hand?"

She lifted up her dominant hand, to which he grabbed and put it on the back end of the stick, his hand still on top of hers. "You're going to use this hand to push, and the other," her and his other hand was holding the front part of the stick, "hand is going to hold the stick so it's easier to line it up with the white ball."

Since they're both holding the stick and bent down, Y/n's @$$ was touching his groin.

That reminds me, I still need to check if I have t!ts and a p^$$¥.

Jax didn't realize the position that they're in until he felt her @$$ on him, he wasn't complaining, but he didn't meant for it to happen.

Y/n tried clearing her throat to make it not awkward. Well $h|t

"So once you measure it, you push the stick." Once the white ball started rolling they quickly got out of that position. The ball hit the red fully colored ball into the hole.

"Told you I can put it in first try." He winked.

Y/n flipped him off and leaned against the wall. "You have to go again." He put one hand on his hip.

She rolled her eyes and got in that position again, hitting the white ball to the full colored one but she missed the hole.

The two went at it for some time. "So," Jax started, "Do you remember anything from your past?"

She wasn't expecting that question, but Jax asked that so he can see if there's a reason as to why she want to abstract, even if he doesn't exactly know if she's going to or not. For some reason he's worried that she is. Y/n answered "somewhat" with her hand.

"Like what?"

Y/n rolled her eyes and pointed to her mouth.

"Charades? I'm also pretty good at it." He grinned.

She put her cue stick down and thought about it, she put her hands up and made a mouth with her fingers, making both hands "yell" at each other.

"Uhhh people yelling?"

She nodded.

"Parents?"

She shrugged, but she's thinking that's what might be it. She then did the "mime" cry where they ball their fist and make a "boo-hoo" motion.

"You were a cry baby?"

She glared at him, but then nodded. In her past, she also felt scared and uneasy, so she hugged herself and shivered.

"You were cold all the time?"

This @$$hole.

She did it again, then added the yelling, then crying.

"Oh, scared?"

She stopped what she was doing and nodded her head, grabbing the cue stick again.

"You must remember a lot because I barely remember what my life was like."

She shook her head and point to her temple.

"The emotions of your past?" He grabbed his cue stick as well.

Y/n nodded as she got in the position again to hit the balls, in which she still didn't succeed.

Jax focused on her, not on her form of playing pool, but focused more on her face. Her lips trembled a bit, and her blinking increased like she was trying to hold back tears.

In her past, (as in pre circus) she never talked about it to anyone, and now she regrets not telling anyone because A: she doesn't remember the exact events, and B: she can't talk anymore. Whenever she "told" Jax, she got that reminder again.

Jax knew that he may or may not have made her upset about doing charades of her past, but in his defense, he told himself  "She could've said no." But deep down he feels guilty about it. He wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how. He never comforted anyone in his life. Jax doesn't even know why he feels like this towards her.

Jax got up since it was his turn to play, and he ended up missing a perfect shot because he wasn't focused on the pool game. After that weak shot, he walked over to her and patted her back once or twice, "There, there."

Y/n slowly looked up at him and tried not to laugh, but she ended up silently laughing.

"I can't tell if you're laughing or crying." He joked, he can see her full smile, chest moving like how a normal person would laugh. He never saw her laugh until now, so now he's hoping that she won't try to abstract.

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