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Summary:

Pomni can't sleep and knocks on Jax's door asking to crash in his room.

BOOMSHAKALAKA

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"Well look who it is,"

The hallway was silent except for the thumping of the Jackrabbit's foot and the occasional sound of a gloink rolling about somewhere on the grounds.

"Whatever could you be doing at my door at this hour, Pom pom?" Jax leaned against the doorframe, same shit eating grin plastered on his face as always. Seems that his overall asshole vibe doesn't dwindle at night.

"I can't sleep, could I maybe...crash here?" She gestured towards the room behind his lanky frame. Pomni doubted that he'd let her sleep in his room, but it was worth a shot. Even before the circus, nightmares were a regular occurrence so it wasn't surprising that she brought them with her.

"Um yeah, sure...you got a pillow?" His demeanour shifted slightly, and Pomni swore Jax's ears perked up a bit but it was probably her lack of sleep speaking. Although, they couldn't actually get tired...

Nope. This train of thought is not leaving the station.

The rabbit lifted his arm further up the door for the jester to walk under and into his room. She had to stifle a giggle as she looked around. The walls were bubblegum pink and littered with rainbows and clouds. The floor was an equally bright shade of blue, half covered by a circular, pink ombre rug. His room was actually more furnished than hers; there was a table with a couple of chairs surrounding it, along with a desk and chest of drawers. There were, of course, many keys scattered around the space. A bed sat in the darkest corner of the room, it had a pastel quilt for blanket and a single pillow which made Pomni glad that she brought her own. She noticed that the bed was relatively tiny, well, it was smaller than her own.

This is gonna be awkward.

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Holy shit.

Jax shut the door behind him with a soft click, leaving him alone, in the dark, at night, in his rabbit themed boxer shorts, with Pomni.

The awkwardness was palpable, he really did not think this through.

"So, where can I sleep?" She asked, rocking back and forth on her feet and making the bells on her slippers ring.

"You can just sleep in my bed."

FUCK FUCK FUCK. MISSION ABORT. YOU'VE REALLY DONE IT THIS TIME, JAX.

"Oh, ok." The jester jumped up onto the mattress and set her pillow down next to his. The Jackrabbit climbed next to her.

"Goodnight, Jax. Thanks for letting sleep here."

"Don't mention it..." The two settled into the sheets, their arms brushing against each other for a moment. He prayed that the dimmed lights were enough to hide the undeniable flush that arose on contact. Jax waited until he was sure that she was asleep before turning to face her.

Woah

He didn't think it was possible for her to look even smaller but that thought was overridden by the notion that if he just reached out and held her, they'd fit like a pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Even though he had snuck into her room multiple times to leave his 'surprises', he hadn't actually looked too hard at her face. She looked so peaceful, eyelashes brushing her under eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips. It was surreal to think that a face like that was inches away from his own and in his bed, nonetheless. The rabbit's eyelids began to feel heavy as he took a last glance at her. He thought that he wouldn't mind falling asleep to that face every night, before dozing off.

 

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Pomni's eyes blinked open, greeted by a pink ceiling. That was the best sleep she'd gotten in weeks. Her arms and legs were wrapped around some sort of fluffy teddy bear. She nuzzled into the crook of the weirdly warm stuffy's neck, sighing and shutting her eyes again.

Wait a sec...

This isn't her room, her bed is covered by a dual-chrome drapery. She doesn't remember having a bear plush in the circus, Caine certainly wouldn't give her one in the middle of the night. Which means that this isn't a teddy bear; this is Jax.

The jester tilted her head to look at the rabbit in her arms. His pupils were dilated, the biggest she'd seen them, and his face was a violent shade of fuchsia. He stared straight ahead as she stared straight at his face.

"Jax?"

"Good morning, Pom pom,"

"Are you okay?"

"Never better."

His grin reappeared but it was softer, almost shy. Pomni had to admit, she preferred this side of him. Although, he was still avoiding eye contact. She cupped his cheeks and moved his head to look at her. His gaze settled on her, mouth slightly agape as her concerned frown was replaced with a smile. Slowly, she started making circles in his fur.

"You're really soft,"

"I guess so..."

No way...is he flustered?

Pomni had no idea what to do with this information, so she just held on to him a little tighter, head resting on his shoulder. She chuckled to herself as she looked down to find his tail going crazy.

 

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Don't move don't move

Jax could hear his own tail and god was that mortifying. What would she think of him? Pomni probably thinks that he looked pathetic and weak but, when she looked at him there was the sweetest smile on her face. One that made every bone in his digital body melt into a pile of lovesick goo. Still, the Jackrabbit knew all too well that this wasn't love. Whatever this warm feeling this was could only be a little crush. Crushes? At 22? God he really was pathetic. Although, he couldn't exactly call himself an expert on whatever the hell this was: he poofed into the circus at the ripe old age of 14 so he hadn't even had his first kiss yet. So really, he was just a big virgin loser who's freaking out because a girl a third of his height has her arms wrapped around him.

Jax was so consumed with his self deprecating thoughts that he didn't hear the knock on his door.

"Jax? You in there?"

Urgh, it's Ragatha

"Have you seen Pomni? She's not in her room..."

"I'm sure she'll turn up soon, dollface, retrace your steps or whatever, I'm trying to sleep." The sound of footsteps became fainter and fainter as the ragdoll disappeared down the hallway.

"That was a close one," The jester let out a sigh of relief before turning to him.

"You can't tell anyone about this..."

"Why? Afraid I'll ruin your tough guy personality?"

Damn it, she's right

"Relax, I won't, you think I want a lecture about fraternising with you?" For a moment, he let himself laugh, before promptly shoving her out the door.

 

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It was a week after that happened and Pomni found herself outside a certain purple rabbit's room again. She rapped lightly on the door, not wanting to wake anyone up. It opened slightly and Jax's head popped out.

"Hey, can I-"

He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her inside.

Notes:

I LOVE FALLING FOR SOFT FUNNYBUNNY PROPAGANDA