★ LABYRINTH ★ JAX X GN! READER || TADC

⭑ poison ⭑

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~second-person pov~

The next day, nobody left their rooms. The circus sat, undisturbed by the character's toil that was evident when they played Caine's games. Everything and everywhere was silent, which was a first.

You awoke, still holding jax in the same position you two fell asleep in, which was you holding jax in your arms as he rested his head on your legs. You drowsily blinked and looked down at jax, his ears flopped over his eyes and his chest rising and falling with breath.

You remembered yesterday's events, the spilling anger and anguish that followed everyone waking up from one of Caine new 'games'. You looked around Jax's room, and your eyes widened when you saw that everything was in (assumably, since you'd never seen Jax's room post-freakout) normal and tidy condition.

The memories of last night flooded your head and your face immediately heated. You covered your mouth with your hand and turned your head to the side. Emotions ran through your head and blended into each other. Anger, confusion, and...affection? Your face heated more as you looked down at jax, peaceful and still...

My gosh, how did we get here? I was vulnerable from pity when I saw jax crying and hysterical, turning my usual sarcastic and satirical dementor towards him soft... You pondered. You wanted to feel mad about it and swear to yourself this was a one-time deal, but only one thought occurred to you as your fingers gently ran down his arm. Why does it feel so nice?...why do I not feel terrible being vulnerable?...

"See something you like?" You snapped out of your daze and saw two yellow slitted eyes accompanied by the same color teeth grinning up at you. You turned your head away in embarrassment. "I was just wondering if you would wake soon." You huffed short-temperdly.

Jax only grinned wider. "Sure..." though as he spoke, his smile dropped and he looked down again. I tilted my head at him. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked gently, already seeing his eyes gloss over. Jax was silent a moment before shaking his head no. I nodded in understanding. 

I looked around Jax's room again. "I like your room." I remarked. Jax wiped his eyes of tears before answering. "Thanks."

Another few long moments of silence passed before a sudden knock at the door made me both me and jax tense. He reluctantly stood and I stayed where I was. He walked to the door and instead of opening it, he leaned on it and slumped over with his arms crossed. Before I could question him for not simply opening it, I heard Caine's voice from outside the door. 

"Hello my uh-... my candid collaborator! I wanted to give my most sophisticated sorries about the 'dream' incident last night." 

Jax did not budge, his eyes low and angry as Caine attempted to open the door against Jax's weight. I looked down and saw Jax's right foot quickly thumping against the ground as he screwed his eyes shut and dug his gloves into his arms.

Finnaly, when Caine stopped struggling against the door, he sighed in defeat. "Alright then, i understand..." and with that, he was gone.

With an aggravated sigh, Jax stood upright again and put his hand on his hip, rubbing his tear ducts with the other. "If I didn't hate him before, I sure do now." He huffed in resentment.

I nodded at his words, I took a breath to say that Caine probably had good intentions and he only took such measures to assure everyone trapped here was still having the smallest bit of fun- but I forced my words back when I remembered Jax's outburst after he woke. Whatever memory he recalled, he did not want to be reminded of it again, and he sure as hell probably didn't want his traumatic episode to be invalidated.

"Are you feeling any better?" I asked after clearing my throat. I saw Jax's eyes widened and he turned his head away immediately.

~jax pov~

Oh my god I was burning up. I was suddenly hyper-aware that y/n...the spy- was in my room. I resisted my eyes from darting to my key closet or key drawers in case it gave me away. I was in a dicey situation, I had shown vulnerability to my number one enemy. They know now that I really don't have much ground beneath my feet, that I'll break under enough pressure. And they're going to try and use it against me. What they did last night, holding me, soothing down my fur, and loving me ever so gently...it was just to make me weak. And I fell for it, I wanted to be so weak around them, I wanted to let down my defenses around them...but I knew that I couldn't. Their a traitor. And the remembrance of that made my fur crawl with anger.

"I'm doing better." I forced myself to respond calmly as I looked back at y/n. "I don't think I'm ready to...go out though..." 

Y/n nodded in understanding and smiled softly. "Well, I should get back to my room now." My ears unconsciously dropped. "Oh, alright." I said, barely hiding the disappointment in my voice. My glanced away again, but my gaze was pulled back as my overall strapped was pulled down and y/n placed a kiss on the side of my face.

They let me go and I stared at them wide-eyed for a moment. I placed my hand against where they kissed me, my entire face a deepening pink up to my now rigid-standing ears.

Y/n smiled again and grabbed the doorknob. "Okay bye!" They said giddily before throwing the door open and slamming it behind them.

I stood there for a while, my shock and blush slowly ebbing away. When my rush of emotions settled, I sighed and grinned widely, my face leaning into my glove. I decided to ignore the intense anger I should've felt at that moment- and instead relished the true, loving  gesture I've felt in a long, long time...

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