Jackson had been staying at your house since the accident, since you've insisted he should.
He didn't usually leave, and didn't sleep too much. When he did, it was at random times, and he slept like a rock.
The only time he left was to do a killing, or visit his favorite cafe for coffee.
One day you came home to a shirtless Jackson. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, and clearly just came out of the shower.
He looked over at you and raised an eyebrow before saying his signature line.
"Problem?"
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