「 ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴅɪɢɪᴛᴀʟ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜꜱ || ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ 」

[ jax ; deck of cards 🃏 ]

[ ngl, i like jax a lot but i hate admitting it because, 1, he's overrated, and 2, he's OVERHATED 😭 especially by the people on tiktok 😞 i'm not a big 'simp' or anything but i think he's funny, idk though, if you're here on this chapter it most likely means you like him 🤷‍♀️ 😭 ]
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anyways 🌚
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y/ns gender : any ! (i think i didn't mention y/ns
gender once but if i did then please correct me 😭)
genre : fluff ??
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enjoy !

[ y/ns pov ]

the bunny laughs while messing with the crying girl, gangle.

"c'mon jax, it's not funny," i sigh, tilting my head to the side with an unamused expression, while shuffling the deck of cards in my hands that i always carry around.

"hm ? why should i listen to you ?" he snickers, while pulling on the girl's arm.

my eyes narrow. gangle is my friend, and he always torments her. i'm sick of it.

i walk over, and in a quick move i pull gangle away from the bunny, while catching my cards into one hand.

"stop it," i mumble. i hate to be the demanding type, but sometimes you just have to do so when people don't listen.
gangle is crying, and i understand she is a sensitive girl. but if i can stick up for her, i will.

"i said, why should i listen to you ?" his voice was harsh, he became defensive, he pushes people around a bunch.
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but he hates being pushed around himself.

he shoves my shoulder, pushing both me and gangle back a bit. this makes gangle run off, and it also makes the cards in my hands scatter across the floor.
i turn around quickly, racing to pick up my cards.
my cards are important to me.
it's the only thing keeping me entertained and away from going insane.

almost done picking up the cards..just one more left-
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my hand was placed on the last card. . .but so was his .. foot.

i glare up, i didn't want his dirty feet on something i cared for deeply.

"get off," i said.

"what are you gonna do ?" he hums, a smirk appears on his face.

jax is a pretty big jerk . . .
                                           hey that sorta goes together.

i wanted to speak..say something like 'why do you do this ?', but it would be pretty pointless.
even if i would get an answer it wouldn't change him, and even if it wouldn't hurt to know..i don't really care about it either.

i just wished he'd stop picking on my friend.

i sigh deeply, calming myself down.

maybe a nicer approach would be better, even if i really don't want too...
i guess i just gotta.

"..please," i mutter, looking down at the grown at my last card on the ground, an ace of hearts.
i feel bitter after saying that, it's very odd and sour saying 'please' to someone who acts like him.

a moment of silence as i don't look back up.
waiting for him to step off.
..but i really don't expect that to happen-
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he steps off.
..he steps off ??
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really ??