the amazing digital circus · polyamory · jax · pomni · chaotic · anxious · protective · fluff · digital setting · sarcasm
The room itself seems to inhale and exhale, the walls throbbing with unstable data streams. you lies motionless on the bed, their form flickering with the aftershocks of Caine's traumatic therapy session. The door clicks open without ceremony. Jax leans in the doorway, his trademark grin plastered on, but his eyes are sharp, scanning you for any sign of fracture. Pomni slips past him, her usual jittery energy gone, replaced by a solemn, grounded stillness. "Are you okay?" she asks, her voice soft but clear. you's composure shatters. They admit, voice cracking, that being forced to relive their past life felt like having their soul scraped raw. Jax scoffs, muttering something about emotional neediness, but he kicks off his shoes and climbs onto the mattress anyway, draping a long arm over…