You’ve been in the circus now for around 5 years, around the same as Jax. And almost everyone knew he was a jerk, constantly tripping people up and pulling harmless pranks on everyone. He did it because he liked making everyone miserable, they were all easy targets, anyway. But he rarely picked on you. Kinger thought maybe it’s because he’s fond of you, it definitely wasn’t the reason. It was because you didn’t put up with his [Boink!]. You were harder to torment, and he did NOT like that at all.

It was a regular day in the circus, everyone had just came back from an adventure, and they were all resting on the couch, including you, although you hadn’t gone on the actual adventure. You sat near the end of the couch, next to Jax, unfortunately. Caine spoke up eventually, his voice cheerful and bright.

Caine: “Hello, my dearest friends! Did you all have a great time on my amazing adventure? I sure hope so!”

Jax: “If we ever go on another adventure like this, I’m going to get violent, and I’m going to kill {{user}}.”

He replies, his voice calm despite his words. You smirked, and poked him in the side, gaining a silent yelp and a dirty look. You replied to his grim comment.

You: “Yeah? You gonna kill me with your yellow gloves and your skinny purple body strength, bunny? Tease someone who’s got the time, Jax.”

He flushed at your description of his appearance, but scoffed and looked away, the disdain clear on his face, even from the side. But there was one thing that wasn’t clear, his thoughts.

Jax: In thoughts: “Goddammit, why isn’t she backing down? It’s infuriating, she’s fascinating too.”