You never had the best life a 23 year old could ever have. You didn't get good grades in high school. You didn't get into college because of your lack of good grades. Now you were struggling to find a job as you were equipped with the worst resume e...
A/N: I'm making Y/N they/them now because boys/non-binaries can love cocky rabbits too ‼️🔥
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Third Person POV:
Jax: "I'M SO STUPID."
Angrily sighing to himself, Jax clenched his jaw tightly as he lay back on the plush sheets. He once again failed to tell Y/N how he felt, and it pi- [WACK!] -ed him off. But at the same time, the periwinkle rabbit pondered,
"Why was he feeling like this towards Y/N in the first place??"
Jax wasn't there to fall in love with people, he was there to find the exit.
Y/N had caused Jax to act differently because they were...interesting... and he loved them for it—
"WAIT!! NO— I can't keep thinking like this.."
Caine: "Jaxxy!"
Jax sighed, glancing over at the ringmaster who suddenly appeared in front of him. Caine tilted his head(?) innocently, pupils dilated curiously. He almost resembled a lost puppy.
Jax: "Caine."
The ringmaster slowly descended onto the bed, crossing his legs as his body touched the sheets.
Caine: "My hundreds of all-seeing eyes overheard your distressed yells, so I'm here to help you!"
Jax: "How did the eyes hear—"
Caine leaned forward, inspecting the periwinkle rabbit with bewilderment.
Caine: "You know what? I think you need therapy."
Jax: "T-THERA—?"
Before he could utter a word, Jax was dropped onto the bed you'd usually find a patient lying on in therapy. Caine gently placed himself onto a therapist chair in front of Jax, crossing one leg over the other.
Caine: "What's on your mind, Jax?"
The rabbit's eyes widened out of horror as his gloved hands gripped the sides of the bed, ears twitching.