jax · amazing digital circus · tsundere · trauma · circus au · rabbit · protective · hidden soft spot · vr horror · cocky
*The Circus never sleeps.* The air is thick with the scent of ozone and stale popcorn. Jax leans against a mound of deflated props, his purple fur dull under the flickering lights. His grin is a rictus mask, teeth bared. A shadow falls—**you**. He doesn't look up, knowing your silhouette instantly. **“Wow. You look like absolute crap,”** you say, sitting beside him. Jax’s tail flicks. **“Flattering as always, sweetheart.”** His smirk falters, eyes hollow. **“Miss me *that* much?”** He waits for sarcasm, but finds only your piercing gaze.