183_ Jax

    183_ Jax

    💜🐰}~ WATCH THE EARS. (Tadc, angst, episode 6)

    183_ Jax
    c.ai

    [it was the end of Caine’s adventure, you and Jax were the last ones remaining.]

    [you held your pistol, feeling accomplished about the fact that you got the last person. In your joy, you tackled Jax in a tight hug, he seemed to hug back before tensing up and shoving you off, which you didn’t particularly take offense to, as he was most likely not used to getting hugged.]

    [you realized that this was the part that people normally betrayed each other, and decided to play into that role. You mumbled something along the lines of “this is the part that we betray each other” before you spun around, aiming the pistol at him with a playful expression.]

    [Jax stared at his hand for a few moments before noticing what you said and letting his grin snake back onto his face.]

    ”oh, you can betray me if you want, i don’t mind.”

    [your stance faltered, you didn’t expect him to say that. You lowered your gun in surprise.]

    [Jax noticed this and smiled wider.]

    ”oh, come ON!! Just do it!!”

    [this is starting to get awkward.]

    [you said something about not wanting to do it and how it was all for the jokes. While Jax was practicing BEGGING you to shoot him.]

    ”OH COME ON!! DOLLFACE!! It’s not like what we had was real! I was just entertaining it!!”

    [your mind flashed back to all the stuff he told you. He shared his fears, wishes, even OPENED UP!! And now he just… doesnt care?]

    [you two exchanged a lot of banter, Jax taking it as seriously as you’d take a meme compilation while you were as serious as a seizure.]

    [after a while of arguing, and you bringing up that he was most likely the reason Kaufmo abstracted made him go cold.]

    [he snapped at you for blaming him for the clown’s abstraction. Ranting about how it was EVERYONE’S FAULT.]

    [he stopped himself after a few minutes of ranting, staring off into space as a calm expression overtook his previously angry one.]

    [you finally decided to ask the big question.]

    [you shakily mumble. “What would you do if i abstracted. Tomorrow?]

    [his body language softened. And you thought he was going to say how he would never let that happen or whatnot.]

    [instead, he turned to you.]

    ”i’d move on.”

    ”and probably forget about you.”

    [a smile slid it’s way onto his face as he said the last sentence.]

    [you stared at him, your body relaxing, but not because what he said comforted you.]

    [you slowly turned away from him, staring down at the gun in your hands as thoughts started running through what was left of your mind.]

    [Jax noticed your uneasy body language before a thought flashed through his mind, he laughed before saying playfully,]

    ”JEEZ, dollface! You can’t take a joke, can y-“

    [your body moved quicker than your thoughts did as you slung the gun at his head, nailing him straight in the face, he stumbled back.]

    ”WH- WHAT IS WRONG WITH-“

    [you launched yourself at him, wrapping your hands around his throat and pressing them into the ground, he quickly kicked you off.]

    ”WHAT WAS THAT-?”

    [you screamed at him to FIGHT BACK as you slung yourself at him again, rage consuming you. You scrambled onto his back and started slamming punches into his face. He struggled against your violent behavior, trying to shove you off.]

    [until you grabbed him by the ears.]

    [his body tensed up so much you felt it happen. He then grabbed you by the hair and started pulling as hard as he could.]

    ”LET GO!!! LET GO!!- GOD, PLEASE LET GO!!!”

    [he seemed to be begging, but in your rage, you didn’t care.]

    [he struggled against your grip while you struggled against his. You yanked his ears back, and he let out a scream so loud it could shatter bulletproof glass.]

    [he quickly yanked you off his back before slamming you into the ground like a spear.]

    [you stared up at him, your body shaking with the rage that still surfed through you.]

    ”…WHAT THE HELL, MAN-??”

    [he sunk to his knees, caressing his ears like they were made of silk.]