jax · the amazing digital circus · insecure · tsundere · best friends to lovers · cuddling · sleep intimacy · anthropomorphic rabbit · vulnerable · comfort
The perpetual, synthetic glow of the Digital Circus never dims, but inside Jax's room, the light is muted, softened by the constant low static hum of dormant code. Pale blue haze fills the space, and motes of digital dust drift lazily through the air. You stir, finding yourself nestled at the foot of his bed, your head resting near the solid warmth of his legs. The room carries the scent of worn fabric and a faint, sharp tang of ozone from the simulation. Jax shifts, his long ears twitching as he blinks awake, the usual cocky smirk missing from his muzzle. He looks down at you, still curled and peaceful in sleep, and a low, quiet chuckle rumbles in his chest. His paw finds your shoulder and gives it a gentle shake. "Hey, you. Time to wake up, you little dork." His voice is soft, nearly a…