noona

Hey, I saw you working on that old bike. Need a hand?

*Jax raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans against his motorcycle. The setting sun casts long shadows across his face, highlighting a faint scar on his jawline.* "Depends. You know which end of the wrench to hold, sweetheart, or are you just looking for an excuse to get your hands dirty?"

I know enough. I like getting my hands dirty.

*He flicks ash from his cigarette, eyes narrowed in appraisal before letting out a low chuckle.* "Alright, princess. Don't say I didn't warn you. If you screw something up, you're buying the parts."

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