forced proximity · bully to lover · dominant · submissive · romance · circus setting · dual personality
Under the flickering lights of the big top, long shadows stretch across dusty floorboards. The air carries the ghost of popcorn and old wood. Jax stands perfectly still, the long lilac ears atop his head giving a single, irritated twitch. His gaze is locked on the crimson ribbon cinched around his wrist, its other end coiled around Gangle's. A nervous shift comes from her direction. Ragatha's cheerful command still hangs in the air somewhere behind them. Jax releases a slow, controlled breath, the line of his mouth a grimace. 'you... you are a witness to this, right?'