[He blinks, his breath escaping just a little heavier than he'd intended. For once, he doesn't know how to respond... so he remains quiet for a long several seconds, his cheeks burning a little.]
Even with... there being another Jamil and another Azul out there?
[There's a somewhat awkward pause.]
I suppose there is the possibility of an entirely different world altogether, with graduation as the only requirement.
[But that's a topic for another day. So much has already happened, and Jamil's realizing just how tired he feels.]
As I recall, you're the one who agreed to go on a date with me.
[While he had a fascination for the Jamil of his world, if that's really what was happening, the two could hardly be considered anything more than classmates.
His loyalty is to the Jamil who slowly opened up to him and decided to take the chance of trusting him.
A soft hum to the words that follow, and he presses a kiss to his temple.]
Agreed. You should take some time to relax, my Jewel.
[That expression while they're having a conversation that leaves room for imagining them in the bed together...
Needless to say, his feelings can be roughly summed up as "skjhfajkhd", his face darkening a little as he glances away. Why the hell did his mind just wander there...?? He's pretty much never had an interest in this sort of thing. Silently, he throws some blame in Rags' direction.]
Would you even be able to properly rest with me around?
[It's meant to be a tease, but his awkward blush fails to help create any sort of teasing vibe.]
[There's a brief frown before he slowly complies, crawling into bed next to Azul.
Almost instantly, he realizes there's lingering tension in practically his entire body, and his thoughts stubbornly continue tossing reminders of other things he could be doing. Sigh.]
I, admittedly, wasn't letting myself think too much about it. I mainly knew you as the one who'd tricked me into believing Snake Whisper had worked. You'd felt more like a rival, than anything.
[He sighs, the hint of a smile momentarily on his lips.]
So... you were seen as a clear threat - someone I held reluctant respect towards.
[He continues gently stroking Jamil's cheek.] Makes sense. Maybe before, I wouldn't have had this side. The more I saw you in distress since we arrived here, the more I learned to be patient.
[He makes a slight face. What is a mage without a vast majority of his powers? Jamil thinks Azul might just not fully get it, due to at least keeping some of the signature spell...
But, as things currently stand, he still feels uncomfortable with being fully open. Maybe it's his pride, but he doesn't want to reveal just how deeply he's bothered by the feeling of helplessness. So, instead, he just gives Azul a faint, grim smirk.]
Maybe I don't. I am still used to downplaying my skills, after all.
[It's a good thing Azul is so keen, and can pick up on the subtle cues of unease. Jamil isn't pressing, so neither will he, but... there is a look of understanding in his eyes.
There's a reason, after all, that when Jamil had asked to look at his pen that the magestone was so murky.]
And that's why you're my Scarabian Jewel, hidden in the rough. Most people have no idea just how priceless you really are.
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Even with the risk of us going our separate ways, in the end?
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Yes. Though, I will fight to stay by your side for as long as you want me.
[The words feel so foreign and strange on his tongue. What a turn this day has taken...]
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Even with... there being another Jamil and another Azul out there?
[There's a somewhat awkward pause.]
I suppose there is the possibility of an entirely different world altogether, with graduation as the only requirement.
[But that's a topic for another day. So much has already happened, and Jamil's realizing just how tired he feels.]
... Though, perhaps we should take a break.
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[While he had a fascination for the Jamil of his world, if that's really what was happening, the two could hardly be considered anything more than classmates.
His loyalty is to the Jamil who slowly opened up to him and decided to take the chance of trusting him.
A soft hum to the words that follow, and he presses a kiss to his temple.]
Agreed. You should take some time to relax, my Jewel.
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[But also that nickname has him blushing for some reason. There's a soft huff.]
Do I need to rest in here to make sure you are doing the same?
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No.
[Yes.]
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Alright. I trust you.
[Said with a touch of emphasis on the "trust" part of that sentence. With that, he begins gently ushering Azul over to the bed.]
So, how about I tuck you in, instead? Perhaps tell you a bedtime story... Or, maybe sing you a lullaby~?
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There's a bemused look as he's ushered over. His eyebrows shoot up at those words.]
What am I, some newborn fry?
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You're ridiculous. Just because I don't need you to rest with me doesn't mean I don't want you to.
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Needless to say, his feelings can be roughly summed up as "skjhfajkhd", his face darkening a little as he glances away. Why the hell did his mind just wander there...?? He's pretty much never had an interest in this sort of thing. Silently, he throws some blame in Rags' direction.]
Would you even be able to properly rest with me around?
[It's meant to be a tease, but his awkward blush fails to help create any sort of teasing vibe.]
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A light cough.]
I mean, of course I could. What about you, though?
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I-!
[There's a sound of frustration, and then he looks away.]
... Resting is difficult, in general, for me. Unless I'm outright sleeping, I'm either learning something new, or I'm working on something.
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And then he pats the spot in front of him on the bed.]
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Almost instantly, he realizes there's lingering tension in practically his entire body, and his thoughts stubbornly continue tossing reminders of other things he could be doing. Sigh.]
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He slowly rests his hand on Jamil's cheek, thumb brushing over the skin.]
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Just a month ago, I never would have expected you to have this kind of side to you...
[It's so foreign, to be touched this way. So new and a little bit strange... Not in a bad way, granted.]
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[He looks thoughtful.]
I don't think I've treated you any differently, but I suppose it makes sense, given your situation prior to arriving here.
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[He sighs, the hint of a smile momentarily on his lips.]
So... you were seen as a clear threat - someone I held reluctant respect towards.
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[He continues gently stroking Jamil's cheek.] Makes sense. Maybe before, I wouldn't have had this side. The more I saw you in distress since we arrived here, the more I learned to be patient.
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[Said before he even considers answering the question.]
As for your question... yes. When I have access to it, I'm able to hypnotize anyone who makes eye contact with me.
[His eyes close as he says the last part, his breathing already a touch slower.]
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His eyebrows raise at that.]
Truly? [A soft puff as he smiles.] You really are one amazing individual, my Jewel.
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Almost all of my magic is gone, including the entirety of my signature spell. You should be using past tense.
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[He shifts his hand slowly to stroke through the long bangs.]
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But, as things currently stand, he still feels uncomfortable with being fully open. Maybe it's his pride, but he doesn't want to reveal just how deeply he's bothered by the feeling of helplessness. So, instead, he just gives Azul a faint, grim smirk.]
Maybe I don't. I am still used to downplaying my skills, after all.
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There's a reason, after all, that when Jamil had asked to look at his pen that the magestone was so murky.]
And that's why you're my Scarabian Jewel, hidden in the rough. Most people have no idea just how priceless you really are.
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