[Jax can always just walk away. Always. He always has that option. And instead, the stupid idiot keeps taking Nico's bait. It's too easy to get stuck in this accursed loop of gay chicken with a man who still hasn't fully realized he's bi as fuck!]
I'm not the one who threw roses in my face.
[Yeah, Nico has lived in DC. There's a lot scarier there than Jax. And he also has a sick as hell sword he's not afraid to use if Peter Cottontail gets too uppity for his patience.]
If you wanted to win me over so badly, you should've gotten me black roses. It's my favorite color. [Nico looks him up and down. Slowly.] And you didn't put any effort into your clothing. Keep this up, Jaxie, and you might find yourself romcom-ing into a relationship with me for real.
[Which is a horrifying thought and he will desperately hope that Apollo is distracted elsewhere.]
[He is an extremely stupid idiot who can't help himself. He has all the manic energy of someone with undiagnosed ADHD coupled with an insane idea that if he makes himself as unlikeable as he possibly can, no one will ever get close to him. It's a terrible combination, and it means he's not great at just. Letting things go.
Also the not realising he's bi thing. That's really tripping his ass up currently.]
I delivered the roses. It's not my fault you caught them with your face.
[It's 100% his face that Nico caught them with his face, on account of that's where he was aiming. There's very little actually frightening about Jax. Any intimidation you might have gets lost very quickly when you're trapped in a form of a lilac-coloured bunny rabbit. None of those things are even remotely intimidating, no matter how tall he is.]
Pfft, of course they are. Can't let anyone forget you're an edgy goth or anything, right? [Wow excuse?? Jax looks down at his office clothes, crumpled from a whole-ass day at work. ] This is exactly how much effort I wanna put into this madness. You're just gonna have to accept minimal-levels of effort and if that does it for you, that's more on you than it is on me.
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Date: 2025-02-01 01:49 am (UTC)I'm not the one who threw roses in my face.
[Yeah, Nico has lived in DC. There's a lot scarier there than Jax. And he also has a sick as hell sword he's not afraid to use if Peter Cottontail gets too uppity for his patience.]
If you wanted to win me over so badly, you should've gotten me black roses. It's my favorite color. [Nico looks him up and down. Slowly.] And you didn't put any effort into your clothing. Keep this up, Jaxie, and you might find yourself romcom-ing into a relationship with me for real.
[Which is a horrifying thought and he will desperately hope that Apollo is distracted elsewhere.]
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Date: 2025-02-01 02:06 am (UTC)Also the not realising he's bi thing. That's really tripping his ass up currently.]
I delivered the roses. It's not my fault you caught them with your face.
[It's 100% his face that Nico caught them with his face, on account of that's where he was aiming. There's very little actually frightening about Jax. Any intimidation you might have gets lost very quickly when you're trapped in a form of a lilac-coloured bunny rabbit. None of those things are even remotely intimidating, no matter how tall he is.]
Pfft, of course they are. Can't let anyone forget you're an edgy goth or anything, right? [Wow excuse?? Jax looks down at his office clothes, crumpled from a whole-ass day at work. ] This is exactly how much effort I wanna put into this madness. You're just gonna have to accept minimal-levels of effort and if that does it for you, that's more on you than it is on me.