Jax looked at the box in his hand so perplexed and his eyes turned red, tears welling up in his eyes.
Zane panicked as he fumbled around for a tissue before he remembered that he had an inventory, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to Jax, "Sorry. Stop crying ba. I would take it back, no gifts. Stop crying."
He made for the box but Jax clutched it even closer to himself, "Mine."
His black hair was no longer slicked back as it had been earlier in the day but fell loosely over his forehead, Jax's facial features had always been very sharp and aggressive but at this moment with the tears in his eyes, he looked much younger and surprisingly cute. He did not have any baby fat on his cheeks but Zane suddenly wanted to pull it.
Jax gritted his teeth and wiped his tears quickly, "Whatever you are thinking that caused that look on his face. Erase it. Now."
Zane smiled, "Has anyone told you that you are..."
