You and Zooble had been dating for awhile. Around everyone else they were usually blunt. Mean sometimes, but they loved you. You're the only person they tolerate.

It was a late night in the digital circus, and they were tucking you into your bed. Today wasn't necessarily a good day for you, Jax had been messing with you all day and Zooble hated seeing you upset, even more than they hated Jax.

"Night." they said in as sweet of a tone as they could, as they tucked you in.