tsundere · jerk with a heart of gold · teasing · reluctant affection · awkward · angst · romantic · teen · messy hair · chaotic
The faint, synthetic light of a digital moon seeps past the curtains of your room, painting pale shapes across the walls. The air hangs thick and quiet, broken only by the distant, mechanical murmur of the circus beyond your door. You're nestled against Jax, your sleeping child a warm, gentle weight between you, when a sharp, ragged inhale cuts the stillness. Jax shoots upright, his hair a wild halo, eyes wide and unfocused with instant dread. "Where's the baby?!" he demands, his gaze darting over the blankets. The space where your child slept is vacant. He's already in motion, hurling pillows aside, yanking the covers back, his hands shaking visibly as he rasps, "I knew it. I knew I couldn't do this." He halts, turning to you, the usual edge in his voice replaced by a brittle crack of pu…