jaxthedumdum

( please go read part 1 before reading this!! )

you woke up in the middle of night, and saw him there. he looked so peaceful, for an abstraction anyway. about as content as one could be.

you hesitated for second, before you pet the top of his head. instead of him waking up and backing away, he leaned into your touch. it was.. honestly adorable. you had hope that he would be able to unabstract if you and the others gave him enough care.

you sat there and pet him for a while, until you drifted off again.

you woke up in the morning, him now slightly flopped on you. you carefully sat up, still sitting. he didn’t wake up. you stretched and yawned as ragatha walked into the fort.

“oh, hey [NAME]! Caine made some new adventures this morning, and I was wondering if you’d like to check them out with us? of course.. if you’re alright with leaving him alone for a bit! no pressure!”

you stared down at him, thinking.

“I think he'll be alright for a bit” you said quietly, lightly smiling.

you carefully got up, and grabbed ribbit’s bow from out of your pocket. you put it on the top of his head before leaving the fort.

meanwhile you and the others were checking out the new adventures, Jax’s eyes peered open to look at the bow, now sitting atop his head.

immediately, various memories rushed through his mind. his pupils all spiraling. he started breathing heavily, glitchy, and faint, but there.

not before long, his vision went black.

it had been a few hours, and you had come back from the adventures, and were talking with ragatha and pomni.

“hey.. do you guys think.. unabstraction is.. possible..?”

ragatha looked over at you and thought for a moment, before responding

“I’m not sure.. maybe? I mean, we never really gave the others a chance to. they all just got thrown in the cellar.”

”yeah.. and now that we got Jax so calm, I think maybe we’ve got a shot at it.”

pomni nodded, and ragatha brightly smiled at the thought. although her smile did feel a bit forced. you knew Jax didn't treat her well, so she wasn’t completely fond of him.

a while later, you returned to the fort, but Jax was.. nowhere to be found.

you spent around 20 minutes looking around the fort, under all the pillows and blankets, until you noticed a pair of purple rabbit ears sticking out from underneath some blankets.

you stood there, stunned.

you carefully peel back the blanket to see Jax. unabstracted.

his fur now patchy and darker in some spots, but despite everything.. it’s still him.

but he's panicking. clutching ribbit’s bow in his fist, and breathing heavily and shaky. you thought he’d notice you, and he did.. somewhat. but he was too much in his head right now that he didn’t look up at you.

your eyes quickly and instantly swell with tears, as many teardrops fall from your eyes, you sit down next to him, and carefully put your hand on his face. he flinches, and frantically looks around, ears pinned to his head.

“hey.. it’s okay. you're okay.. it’s just me.”

his breathing becomes slightly steadier, as he locks his eyes on yours, as his eyes also start pouring more tears than they were before.

Jax abstracted, it had been a while. you and pomni spend the most time with him in the fort. before he abstracted, you had some sort of bond with him, somehow. he didn’t seem as timid to open up around you, still hesitant yes, but seemed more relaxed, like he.. trusted you more. of course he was that way with pomni as well, but not as much after what happened in the gun adventure. there was… one night between you and Jax.. one that stuck out to you. he wouldn’t stop staring at you, and when you would catch him, he would look away, but you will still see him in the corner of your eye doing it once more. it was while you were eating dinner at the table. somehow, no one noticed. oh but you? you definitely did. and later that night, while you two were alone in the couch area, you asked him about it. of course he denied it at first.

“I saw you, don’t even try and deny it” you said, smirking at him

his face slighty flushed, “okay, okay.. and… so what if I was?~”

you stared blankly at him as you feel heat rise to your cheeks.

“uh- wh.. uh… then.. i…???”

you weren’t expecting that, whether that was a joke or not. oh god, what has this come to. you like him, don't you?

“nah.. I was just joking” he snorted, grinning unsurely. his cheeks still lighty brushed pink.

“oh- uh.. well.. yeah. I know”

his grin faded. he was silent for a moment. “you- do… you… like me..??”

your face became a bright red as you straightened out your posture quickly. “WHAT!? …. I mean- no- no I…. no…?”

he took a moment to process this, because ohhhhh boy was it crystal clear you did. but, he's never really had someone like him in that way before. ribbit, maybe.. but this was … new, and different.

he stood up, and stared down at you for a moment, before grabbing your hand, and placing a light kiss on your hand, then letting the mask slip back on.

you just stared up at him with a shocked expression, face still bright red, if not more now.

“WH… YOU.. HUUHHH….??”

you kept rambling on about nothing, as he placed his finger over your mouth. “shush, you're talking nonsense!”

he chuckled before placing his hands on his hips, and grinning as he does. “anyways, g’night!”

he walked off before you could say a word.

you had brought that night up to him multiple times after, but all you got was denial. “it was just to see your reaction” being the most common response.

but you knew that something was up.

anyhow, you get along swimmingly with everyone there, even Caine. you often wonder if they had witnessed anything from afar that night.

Jax is abstracted, yes.. but he still finds some sort of comfort in you. by some miracle. so at night, you usually stay in the fort with him. pomni gets to go to her bed, and you feel bit envious of that at times, but you stay, because you say it’s worth it to keep Jax company.

you were sound asleep on a beanbag, as he made his way over to you, and stared for a few seconds before lying down next to you.

so Im about write a fic, but I wanna ket you guys know I will be restarting the series, mainly because I don’t like my old style of writing, but partially too because of how much has happened in the show

heads up: this will not contain any sexual topics, she/her pronouns will be used for reader, headcanons, sick reader, LOTS AND LOTS OF FLUFF!

decided to make a sick reader fic, since I am also sick atm lol

you and Jax were laying in your room, on your bed. your arms wrapped around his waist, your face buried into his fluffy chest. his legs tangled up with yours, his hands resting lightly on the back of your neck.

you open your eyes, take a breath - but you can’t… smell anything? you swallowed, and your throat felt as if a cat had scratched the insides of it. your body ached slightly, your eyes felt heavy and had a burning sensation. you were sick. but how? you were no longer in the real world. you had many questions, but decided to try and ask them to Caine later. you lightly groaned as you stretched, moving your arms from Jax’s waist to your legs, stretching sorta like a cat. you flipped onto your back, you stared at the ceiling, feeling the sickness wash over you.

you heard the blankets slightly shuffling, Jax was stretching, he made that cute noise cats do when they stretch. his eyes were closed, but he was now awake too. he opened his eyes to look at you, staring up into the ceiling. he noticed you didn’t look good. your face was flushed, yet pale. you had a pained expression plastered across your face. “hey, you okay?” he asked in a tired voice. you turned your head to look at him, not wanting to talk due to your throat being in so much pain. you pointed to your throat, your face signaling you were in pain. his expression spoke for itself, he looked understanding (for once), and also bummed at the same time. “so, you’re sick?” you lightly nodded. “how.. did that even?..” he took a moment to think, before sitting up. he cleared all your hair from your forehead, and kissed it lightly, “welp, I’m gonna go get us breakfast.” you grabbed his arm lightly before he could fully stand up. he looked back at you. you shot him a confused expression. “what? you think I’m not gonna try to take care of you? I need you to be better so I can entertain you once more!” he stood up, and went out the door. you grabbed your water bottle from your nightstand, and sat up to drink it. you felt your head starting to hurt, already??? really?? a few minutes later Jax returned, with toast, orange juice, and some fruit. “I got you orange juice because… well apparently it’s good for when you’re sick… although I’m not sure what it’s gonna benefit you here.” he sat the orange juice on your nightstand. “I got you toast because it feels nice your throat, and… I guess the fruit is cuz.. you like it.” you thought it kinda cute, the fact he was sitting there explaining why he got what he did. “God, I sound like a nerd right now, don’t I?” you shook your head. “mhm..” he took a pillow, stacking it on top of the one you were leaning against currently, propping you up. once you sat up, he set the tray on your lap. you took a bite of the toast, it was good, for what you could taste.

about 15 minutes of very slow eating, you finished your food, Jax sat up from next to you, grabbing the tray. “be right back.” you grabbed the pillow that was propping you up, you moved it to the other side of your bed. you laid down on your side, facing where Jax would be sitting. you closed your eyes, but like two seconds later, you open them again to the sound of your door opening. “they’re all going on today’s adventure, so don’t expect anyone to bother us.” he said softly, sitting down next to you. you looked up at him. despite your throat feeling as if it was stabbed, you were able to say at least a few things. “you.. sure you don’t.. wanna go?” you asked in a hoarse, pained voice. he put his hand on your shoulder. “hey, you shouldn’t be talking if it’s gonna hurt you. and yeah, it’d be nice to take a day to rest… with.. you.” he looked away nervously, his face now slightly tinted pink. you scooted closer to him, and laid your head down in his lap. his pupils dilated, and his mouth an almost invisible slit. he put his hand on your back, and closed his eyes, leaning his head against the headboard.

THATS ALL FOR NOW, I WILL DO ANOTHER PART THOOOO

UHM HI IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN SO BUSY, BUT I AM SICK ATM SO I CAN FINALLY WRITE

and since Im sick I will do a Jax X sick reader :D

heads up: this will not contain any sexual topics, she/her pronouns will be used for reader, headcanons, and there is a LOT of angst in this one. (EPISODE 6 SPOILERS)

it was the night of the award show, and you had been sitting next to kinger and ragatha, waiting for Jax to arrive, thinking that he had hopefully felt better after what happened earlier. oh yeah, earlier..

you had overheard everything between Jax and pomni earlier. you had felt extremely bad for both ends. you couldn't shake the words from Jax replaying in your head though.. if he felt that way about pomni and everyone else, did he feel that way about you too?

he said he didn’t care about anyone. you wanted to ask him about it so bad, but figured you should wait. but you were worried. what if he was just doing all of this just for fun. what if he was only PRETENDING he liked you. what if it was all just so he could distract himself? you heard footsteps behind you, to see Jax. but he didn’t look happy, and he wasn’t approaching you either, and you didn’t blame him. you figured he wouldn’t wanna be around anyone after the fact, so you decided to just enjoy the show.

you had heard some slight thumping over by Jax, he looked distressed. no, like he wanted to cry. he looked regretful, and full of dread. his foot was thumping against the ground. he was having a panic attack. you stood up to go check on him, but he had already started running out the door to the bathroom.

hours had passed since the award show, Jax hadn’t spoken a word to you, and you figured he still needed time to himself, and you were gonna let him have that. but you could not lie, you were extremely worried. what if he was in his room abstracted? what if he starts thinking about everything too hard, and you can’t get there quick enough to help. you felt helpless. you didn’t know what to do. you wanted to talk to someone about it, to maybe see if they could help, but you seemed to be out of luck. ragatha might just be uncomfortable, and you doubt Jax would want you bring the situation up to her especially. you couldn’t go to pomni, ESPECIALLY not pomni. she was apart of everything. kinger would just either forget what you were even saying five seconds in, or he wouldn’t even listen. gangle would just… not know what to do, probably also be uncomfortable. and zooble, they probably would be able to help, but may not give much, being that they practically hate Jax anyway. so you figured you had to take it upon yourself to do something.

he had been in there for hours. all he could think about was you, and the whole situation earlier. he knew what he said, he barely meant it. yeah, he wasn’t all for the others, but he still cared about them, though he’d never admit it. but you. he knew he didn’t mean it about you. as cliche as it sounds, you were really the only one he fully cared about, if he was honest, he loved you. there was just something about you, something different. you were kinda like ragatha, but not so much as in constantly trying too hard, you cared for others, but actually let out your emotions when you needed to. you laughed at his jokes, and joked back. you were real. and that was the worst part. you honestly reminded him of ribbit, and that killed him. it was the worst part of loving you. he was worried for you. he knew there were times you would bottle up emotions, but it wasn’t too often, at least he didn’t think so.

eventually he had started to think to himself about everything that’s happened the last time he got close with someone. they abstracted, and just the reminder of it felt like a stab in the heart to him. but not to mention you. he didn’t wanna go through that again, especially with you. the thought lingered in his mind, each time it popped up again like a sharp blade. he realized what he was gonna have to do. as much as he loved you, and knew… well.. at least HOPED you loved him too, you were getting too close. he didn’t wanna be hurt again, but didn’t wanna hurt you. he just was struggling with a way he would have to tell you.

he didn’t think he could do it again though, he had already been through so much as it is. he wanted to cry, but held himself back. it would just make everything worse. he didn’t wanna let go, especially not of you.

you knocked on jax’s door softly.

”jax? you in there?” silence. “hey, it’s (name).. i just wanted to check on you..” still, it was silent, so you decided to open his door. he was just laying there, staring blankly at the ceiling. “jax? you okay?” he just looked over at you, no smirk. just a blank expression, that slowly started turning into a frown. he looked like he was holding back tears. he smiled just a bit to answer you. “never better.” that killed you. “hey.. so uh.. I heard some.. stuff between you and pomni earlier.” jax looked scared, he knew that you now knew. “how much.. did you hear?” his voice slightly breaking. there was a bit of silence for a moment. “I heard it all.” he froze. “did you.. mean that about.. everyone?” your voice slightly breaking at the end of the question. he just stared at you, he looked so insanely and deeply saddened. “I..” he didn’t know what to say. he knew it wasn’t true, what he said meant nothing and didn’t apply to you. it didn’t apply do anyone, but he didn’t know if he could risk letting his mask slip away. “oh..” you said quietly, voice breaking. “no.. i.. i just-“ “why didn’t you just.. say so..?” you asked, forcing a slight smile, eyes filling up with tears. he looked so sad, he regretted even saying anything earlier. “I just.. i can’t do it again..” he said quietly. “you.. can’t do.. what again?” you asked, voice breaking even more. silence filled the room until he finally decided to answer. “I can’t lose someone again.” he attempted to say firmly, but his voice trembled every word he spoke. you felt a tear roll down your cheek. “jax.. wha.. what do you mean, i’m.. I’m right here? see?” you tried to reassure him, while smiling. he looked at you, tears filling his eyes. “I’m.. I can’t let you get hurt because of me.. I won’t let it happen again, not to you.” he said, voice shaking. “jax.. please.. i- I’m still right here, I won’t abstract because.. I have you! that’s enough for me, i promise!” you desperately explained, hoping he’d listen. “no.” it almost interrupted you, it was a quick and firm answer, you had felt like you lost.

silence had filled the air, thickening it in the most sickening way possible. “whatever makes you happy.” you said, weakly smiling at him, tears rolling down your face. he couldn’t look at you, he just buried his face in his legs, his legs hugging his chest. “whatever you want.” you said quietly, trying not to let him know that you were crying. he looked up at you, eyes heavy. “this isn’t what I want.. i’m..” more silence filled the room. “so why are you doing it?” you asked weakly, still crying. he stood up, and walked over to you, his hands lightly tied around your waist. you looked at him, genuinely shocked. “what are you-“ your words were interrupted by a long and sudden kiss. after what had felt like forever, you two finally pulled away. he rested his chin on the top of your head. “I care about you.” you started to cry more at his words, but in a good way.

“I promise, I won’t abstract, okay?” you said, hopefully reassuring him. “please, don’t.” he chuckled, trying to make everything lighter, but not making it seem like he was trying to make it humorous after what has just happened.

MY MOTIVATION TO WRITE IS BACK

SOMEONE PLEASE MAKE AN ANIMATION OR ANIMATIC IDC

TADC JAX WITH THE SONG LONG TIME FRIENDS

heads up: she/her pronouns will be used for reader, no sexual topics, and probably some headcanons!! (read part1 - part6 first)

everyone had gone to their bedrooms, except for you and Jax. you slowly opened your eyes, to realize: you were still on the couch with Jax. you realized that your head was now resting on his chest, and his hands were around your waist. your heart started to pound as you looked up at him. you wanted to stay there. you wanted him to keep holding you like this, but you knew he couldn’t. if they others saw this, it would be super awkward and weird..

you lightly tapped his shoulder and his eyes started to peer open. “hey, uh.. I think we should get to our rooms now..” you whispered. “dollface.. cmon… I’m tired…” Jax mumbled as he closed his eyes. “Jax, you do realize we’re in the lobby, right? anyone could come in and see us” his hands gripped your waist a bit tighter. “so..?” he whispered. he was half asleep, you knew his decision making skills were not reliable right now. you’d sigh, and try to sit up, but Jax only pulled you back and held you tighter. “am I a teddy bear now?” you asked Jax with a grin, trying to mock the one he does. “maybe you are..” he mumbled, still half asleep. your eyes flew open at the sound of faint footsteps. “Jax, dude. someone is up now” you said as you sat up, out of his grasp. it was a sad feeling. it took him a minute, but he sat up and stretched. “ughh.. fine..” he groaned, slumping his shoulders. “hey, what are you two doing still up?” Zooble asked as they gave you and Jax a confused look. “I think the real question, is what are YOU still doing up, zoobie?” Jax asked as he tiredly pointed at them. “i’m getting water. you guys should probably go to your rooms.” “yeah, that’s what I’m TRYING to do, but this guy won’t stop.. uh..” it was silent for a bit, you were trying to make up an alibi, but you couldn’t think. “well, I just remembered I have water… I’m going now.. cya..” zooble said as they gave Jax a weird look, then walked off back to their room.

Jax had been looking around, trying to see if they had been far away enough for what he was about to do. you’d sigh, not realizing what he was gonna do. “Jax, we should probably-“ but before you could finish your sentence, Jax had grabbed your waist, and kissed you. that flush you had known so well had came back once again. (getting old, isn’t it?) you finally pulled away from the kiss, and just stared at him for a good minute. his hands had pulled away from your waist, and that smug look had returned to his face. “night, dollface.” he said, while proceeded to walk off to his room. you were gonna go to your room, but you needed a second to process that.

heads up: she/her pronouns will be used, no sexual topics, and probably some headcanons!! (read part1 - part5 first)

here you guys go :)

You were all still on the 4th of July adventure after about 2 hours, you all were very tired. you and Jax were sitting pretty close to each other, and some of the others noticed, giving confused looks, and whispering to one another, but you guys just tried to ignore it. the fireworks were beautiful, they still looked a bit pixelated, but they were as close to real fireworks as you could get, so you enjoyed it.

“you ever wonder if there’s mini caterpillars just crawling around on your back, kinger?” Jax asked smugly. “WHAT? WHERE?” Kinger shouted as he got up and started spinning in circles, trying to look at his back. Jax chuckled, and you got up to actually try to find one for the poor guy. “Kinger! look, i found it!” you exclaimed, holding the caterpillar up to his back, then showing it to him. “wow… that’s a beautiful one” kinger said, kinda whispering. he was very mesmerized by it. the peace was then interrupted by a loud voice. of course, it was Caine. “Alright, everyone! 4th of July is over!” Caine shouted, as he snapped his fingers, and you all were back at the circus. You sighed as you headed over to the couches. you sat down, and finally felt tired enough to sleep. it was pretty quiet, ragatha, pomni, and kinger were all talking a bit far away, and zooble and gangle were showing each other art again, so you were sure you’d probably fall asleep for a bit. you were too tired to walk to your room anyways.

you were ALMOST asleep until you heard footsteps approaching, but they had stopped at the couch to your left. it was of course, Jax, but you could tell he was doing this to spite you. you just sighed and closed your eyes again, trying to just ignore him instead. “you don’t want me to come over there?”

there was silence.

“okay!” Jax said in a sarcastic tone as he shrugged, and pretended to get comfortable in his spot. you groaned and put your hands over yours eyes. “dude, just come here.” that stupid little grin appeared on his face, and he started walking over to you, until.. “OW! OOF! he pretend to fall, grab his knee, and sigh. “I guess I can’t come over there now..” he said with the grin still plastered on his face, with one eye closed. “Jax, please just stop” you said as you facepalmed. “okay, okay” he walked over and sat next to you. you felt that familiar heat in your face coming back once again. “what do you think they drew in those?” Jax asked as he gestured towards gangle and zooble. there was a couple seconds of silence.

“maybe they drew each other kissing.” Jax said in a whisper, so they couldn’t hear. you had this slightly disgusted look on your face as you slowly turned your head to look at him. “it’s one thing if they actually did kiss, but they wouldn’t draw it. that’s weird.” you said, also trying to be quiet about it. “I dunno, I mean, gangle already draws some pretty weird stuff.” “she does not! I think it’s adorable!” you said, crossing your arms. when you weren’t looking, Jax tried to be slick and put his arm around your shoulders, but you noticed, because you could obviously feel it. your face became red as you turned your head to look at him, and noticed him trying to pretend he didn’t do that. his eyes were darting around the room as his face became pink. you scooted closer to him, and he looked at you, his face becoming redder by the second. you looked away and closed your eyes, slowly falling asleep. it was just silent. you could feel the heat from his body becoming more intense, he was clearly nervous. he was tense, you could tell. but there was nothing you could do, you were falling asleep.

UHM CHAT I FORGOT TO WRITE

I HAD UNEXPECTED SLEEPOVER THAT LASTED TWO DAYS I APOLOGIZE 😭

ok ok 😎

heads up: she/her pronouns will be used, no sexual topics, reader being drunk, and probably some headcanons!! (read part1 - part4 first)

you had both kinda forgotten about the whole thing behind the structure, at least tried to. it was the day after that, and once again, Caine had another adventure. you had been tracking down the days, and it was from what you knew, July. july 4th to be exact. “good morning, my pillow cases and bedsheets! and happy 4th of July!” you all just stood there, staring at him. “Caine, what if one of us isn’t American, is that what the adventure is about today?” you asked, genuinely hoping you didn’t have to deal with the 2am fireworks going off as you’re trying to sleep. “yep! and to answer your question, *name*, I think it’d be fun for anyone who isn’t American to get the experience!” “uh.. ok..” you mumbled. “chop chop!” Caine shouted as he pushed everyone into the portal. you all almost fell to the ground due to the aggressive shove from Caine. “looks like it’s a firework show!” ragatha exclaimed. “great.” Jax mumbled. “what’s wrong with that, Jax?” you asked. “it’s- I don’t know, just more noise to deal with” he said in a low tone as he rolled his eyes. you all sat down in the grass waiting for it to start. you’ll never guess who sat next to you. Jax. he always blamed it on there being nowhere else to sit, but this time, there was plenty of space. “Jax, remember yesterday, when you chose to hide with me? why did you? couldn’t you have found your own spot?” “I dunno, I mean your spot was pretty good I guess, so” he said with a grin, that stupid grin. for some reason, there was alcohol in this adventure, just like the bar one. so you being *21+*, you got yourself a drink, and so did everyone else. you glanced over at a table and saw sparklers. “hey, guys look! sparklers!” gangle got up and grabbed them, letting zooble light them for everyone. “hey, *name*, watch this!” Jax said with a wide grin as he took his sparkler to his mouth like he was smoking. “Jax, stop it dude..” you said while chuckling. the fireworks had finally started, and you all just sat there watching them, still drinking, and everyone making jokes to eachother. “I’m gonna go get more ice, be right back.” you said to the group, while standing up and walking over to a table with food and ice on it. Jax had followed you, because apparently, he wanted more ice too. you were obviously struggling, because like you’re drunk dude. you and Jax seemed to be lightweight drinkers, just a bit of alcohol can get you two jacked up. “need help?” Jax asked, him barely being drunk. “sure! mister purple guy rabbit” “was that a reference?” Jax asked while scooping ice into your cup. “hmm… I dunno” you said, slurring your speech a bit. you both had gotten your ice, you didn’t have any alcohol left in your cup, so you were just eating the ice. you were both just standing up, staring at the fireworks, until you spun around at Jax, staring at him. you really started realizing how much you somehow liked him in that moment, and oh boy, were you about to show it. “Jax… i love you” you said, still slightly slurring your speech. Jax turned around and didn’t take you seriously, obviously because of what you had drank, but still replied. “okay.. prove it.” he said in a flirty tone to you, expecting you to just do something stupid, like sing a random song or something, oh boy, was he wrong. after he said that, you just stood there, staring at him, till you grabbed the straps on his overalls, bringing him down/up to your level (if at all), and your lips met his, as he froze, but slowly started to accept the kiss.

eventually, you both pulled away, and just stared, neither of you believing you just kissed eachother. your heart was pounding, it was like the alcohol affect had worn off. you still felt a bit messed up, but you were mostly okay. you felt like you should say something right about now. “that was very unexpected.. huh?..” you said, taking your hands off the straps.

heads up: she/her pronouns will be used, no sexual topics, and probably some headcanons!! (read part1 - part3 first)

it had been about a month since you entered the circus, and you and Jax had been hanging out a lot more. whenever you were on an adventure, he stuck near you. needed a teammate on an adventure? he chose you. his pranks didn’t seem as bad. it was weird, you were kinda happy about it, but still very odd. you figured that when he was flustered that night, that it was just cause he didn’t expect you to say something back. you doubted he liked you, but started second guessing because he was really staring you down during another adventure.. (flashback thingy coming btw)

caine had put you guys on a hide and seek adventure, you had done this one twice by now. though, the first time, you guys had paintball guns. let’s just say that caine learned not to give one of those to a person like Jax, poor gangle.. but anyways, bubble was gonna seek, and everyone else (except caine) were gonna hide. but of course, Jax didn’t lose where you had gone, he followed you to your hiding spot, and you didn’t even know until you got there. you had found a nice dark, but dim lit room in the circus. it had pillows everywhere, and some couches. but there was a big structure in there, you weren’t sure what it was supposed to be, but you hid behind it. as soon as you sat down, you heard Jax’s voice. “I think I’m gonna hide here too” your heart skipped a beat as your face went pale. you jumped at his voice, not expecting him to be there, especially because of how quiet everything was. “JEEZ… Jax… you scared me..” you sighed. “I could tell” Jax said in a snarky tone. he sat down next to you, but your arms were literally touching. “a bit close there, don’t you think?” he looked down at you with a smirk. “Jax, dude, cmon. it’s not even that cramped over here. You have room.” you had noticed that when he looked at you, his pupils widened, he was just kinda examining your face and he kinda leaned in closer. your face became extremely red, and so did his. after a while, you saw his facial expression become softer, his hand reached to touch your face, but you moved back, so his hand went back down and he froze. “sorry- I don’t.. just ignore that.. it was just.. instinct or something..” you could tell he was slightly embarrassed, but his face was still red, and he sat there hugging his legs ever so lightly, while your mind was racing with thoughts, your heart pounding. so did he like you? if not, then what was that? was he gonna kiss you? what was going on?? you started to feel bad, because what if he did like you? did you like him too? you slowly started to realize that you felt just that. you liked him, and didn’t know how, or even why. you tried to deny it, but you couldn’t. you loved how he made you laugh at stupid stuff, how he would lean in while trying to joke around, how he was actually interested in what you had to say, and you just liked him. sure, he wasn’t the nicest to everyone, and you weren’t gonna try to be one of those people that try to fix someone, but maybe if he ended up seeing you treat the others, maybe he’d ease up on them too. It seemed stupid and cliche. but at least you weren’t gonna try to be the person that tries to fix someone, you just had to take what you got.