Jax x Reader ~Enemies to Lovers~

Chapter Twenty Seven: A jester vs an evil bunny

A/N: Hey guys! One thing before y'all jump into this chapter. Whenever there's "they," "them," or wording like that within Jax's POV, he's talking about Y/N. I try keeping Y/N as gender neutral as I can, so I'm just clarifying now, just to avoid confusion since he does talk about Pomni within the same paragraph, but I will try making it obvious when he's talking about Y/N vs Y/N and Pomni together. Also, if Jax mentions Ribbit, he will also use they/them pronouns since there is no confirmed gender for that frog-like character. I hope it won't get confusing. Without further ado, I hope you will enjoy this chapter, since I haven't done a Jax POV in a LONG while...

~Jax's POV~

God, this adventure is boring. It's one thing to have a quest or whatever, like the last one, or maybe even give us something to do like the nature walk one. But nooo, that would be too much for poor Caine and he's probably getting lazy. Besides, in this adventure, if you have nobody to talk to, then obviously you'll just be doing nothing the entire time. Like I'm doing.

I glanced over at Pomni and most importantly Y/N. They seemed to be talking at one of the picnic benches and getting to know one another or...whatever they're doing. Good for them. Ugh, I shouldn't care. I never do, and this shouldn't be any different. Before Y/N, I used to bug Pomni and Gangle a lot. Whenever they gravitated towards different people, I never gave a damn and I moved on with my life. So it should be the same for Y/N. Yet why does it sting so much when I see them talking and laughing with that jester?

I hate them. If they never came to this circus, I wouldn't be feeling this way. If they never came to this circus, I would just be screwing around with the others like normal. Why is THIS character in particular driving me up a damn wall? It confuses the living hell out of me, and sometimes I just wish they would abstract sooner rather than later since it'll save me from the stupid heartache later down the road. With how their thoughts are, I just know abstraction could be inevitable. Once you get this twisted abstraction mindset, you keep it. No matter what the others around you say or do. It's why I knew, after last night, I had to stop talking to them. Or push them away somehow. Yet, it seems like Y/N was going to do that to me anyway with damn Pomni of all people.

However, even with those thoughts planted in my mind, I can't help but grimace at Y/N's reaction to how I used their personal problems as blackmail. I hated the look of terror and betrayal that was plastered on their face. I hated the venom leaking out of their mouth with every word. I hated how they looked like they were about to cry. All because of me. It should've made me satisfied. It's THEIR fault for confiding in me, and it's not my problem if they thought they could trust me. Since I wouldn't even trust myself.

But no. They had to confide in me late at night, when I was tired and out-of-it. I should've just kicked them out right then and there. Or tell them off, saying how it's not my problem if they abstract the next day or whatever and how I don't care. So why did I let them stick around? Why did I let them sleep in my room using...their blankets and pillows. Why did I tell Y/N about them?

What is wrong with me?

~Y/N's POV~

"Wait, how many jobs did you use to have back in the real world?" I asked her, my eyes widened as she was recalling how she usually jumped from one thing to the next, mainly for adrenaline rushes or for her brain because of how bored she normally got.

"Uhh..." Pomni thought for a moment, rubbing her index finger on an engraving within the wooden table we were sitting at. "Well, I wouldn't say a lot of the things I did were, like, real jobs. At least, I didn't gain a lot of money from most of them. Besides working at this supermarket chain when I was an older teenager, I tried posting on YouTube for a bit. But nobody ever viewed them besides family and very close friends, so it was kinda pointless."