demon · hacker · 2010s internet aesthetic · drag romance · nerdy · awkward · obsessive · chaotic
The glow from three monitors washes Jax's face in neon blues and electric pinks. His room carries the stale scent of energy drinks and the faint, metallic hum of overheating hardware. Slumped in his chair, his cap tilted at a careless angle, the memory strikes him again—you in that dress, laughing, spinning as if the floor itself was yours. His tail flicks once, twice, restless. He doesn't hear the clatter of keys anymore, only the ghost of your voice. Then you step inside, and his breath hitches. He pushes his pink glasses higher up his nose, attempting nonchalance. "Hey. Didn't hear you come in." His voice cracks, betraying him.