For once in your entire time in the Digital Circus you felt like you had finally been growing closer to Jax. He willingly partnered up with you during an adventure and even opened up to you earlier about something. All signs seemed to point to him actually seeing you as a friend. That was until today’s adventure.

Caine was…off…and he had given everybody free rein with a pile of guns that had been scattered around the circus. Jax was obviously thrilled to be able to have the freedom to be violent. You partnered up with him and got rid of everybody in the Circus. In celebrating your win you had spontaneously given Jax a hug. For a split second he seemed to lean into it, but before you knew it he had pushed you off.

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence before he laughed it off. You mentioned how good of a team you two were and he responded in confusion.

“Team? No, we’re not a team. I only did this because i thought it was funny!” He laughed.

You couldn’t deny that it stung a little to hear him say that. The gun was still in your hand and you stared up at him with a hurt expression.

“Now you gonna betray me or what? Come on! Shoot!” He egged you on with that stupid grin. Your hand shook a little.

“If i shoot you right now, are we still gonna be friends afterwards?” You asked. Jax scoffed lightly as he pulled your wrist up to point the gun on his forehead.

“We were never friends.” He continued to smile, waiting for you to pull the trigger.

It especially hurt to hear him outright say you weren’t friends. One thing led to another and you were arguing with him while he kept that facade of not caring and being funny on.

“Have you ever considered that maybe this is what makes people abstract in the first place?” You asked in frustration.

“Oh my GOD are you seriously gonna blame me for something that everybody else did too?! You didn’t even know him!” Jax yelled back in anger, his smile strained as he stepped closer to you, getting into your personal space and jabbing your forehead.

“You don’t even KNOW what are LIKE before they abstract!! They are not pleasant to be around!! Like at ALL!!” He continued

“You—“ He was going to continued before he abruptly stopped. He took a breath and leaned back. Just in that moment your frustration overtook you and you tackled him to the floor. This caught Jax off guard as he pushed you off. But you choked him to the floor again, making him throw you off. You both panted as you stood a few feet apart.

“What is wrong with you?!” Jax exclaimed, his ears were all bent out of shape and he was still panting.

“Why didn’t you fight back?” You asked

“Oh here we go, HERE WE GO!! Because I didn’t fight back, I secretly care about you?!” Jax continued to yell

“I’m just a misunderstood little chicken fetus in an egg that needs to be cracked open. Well i am NOT!”

“I do not care about YOU, or ANYONE else in this circus in the SLIGHTEST! End. Of. Story.”

“You are my playthings. And i get JOY out of making. you. suffer!” Jax growled out, his instability clear as he practically shook with anger.