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[cephalopunk]

[Azul's eyes fall closed. Slowly, he relaxes under Jamil's gentle touches.]

...it being you would make it bearable.

[perfectly_average]

[He blinks, feeling his cheeks warm the tiniest bit.]

What if it could still be me there? And you?

[cephalopunk]

[He's simply quiet for several moments, breathing much slower and more evenly than he was.

Finally, he responds:]

Alright.

[He's definitely not happy by any means, but he certainly seems much calmer and more willing to cooperate.

Another breath, and he opens his eyes.]

... alright.

[He brings up his hand to catch Jamil's wrist, head turning so he can press a grateful kiss into his palm.]

Thank you, my Scarabian Jewel.

[perfectly_average]

[His cheeks flush as his hand is kissed like that. With a soft sound, he nods.]

You're welcome.

[Jamil leans up to kiss Azul's cheek.]

Try asking her if we can do it that way. I can make some tea and bring some light snacks. Tea that calms the nerves, and snacks that can serve as something else to focus on.

[cephalopunk]

[He briefly holds a blink, and nods. He gives one more kiss to Jamil's cheek, then goes over to where the device is on the floor and picks it up. Slowly, he walks over to his couch and takes a seat.

For a moment, he just stares at the device, but eventually he does raise his other hand to return Franky's last message.]

[perfectly_average]

[He sits next to Azul, pausing a moment before leaning to rest his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. Then, after the mer's message is sent, he lightly rests a hand on the other teen's thigh. Innocently, of course.]

I know that had to be difficult. You did great, though.

[cephalopunk]

[He deflates a bit, leaning his head against Jamil's in turn as he lets his hands fall to his lap. He closes his eyes, and a soft noise comes out of his throat at the praise, cheeks darkening.]

I haven't even asked her yet...

[perfectly_average]

[Jamil smirks lightly.]

I'm aware.

[But he isn't rescinding what he said, so!]

[cephalopunk]

[He huffs lightly. He hardly thinks that warranted such praise...

And then comes Franky's response. He takes a deep breath, and brings up the device and responds.

He sags after the message is sent off, letting out a sigh.]

[perfectly_average]

[Jamil's smirk softens into a smile. He doesn't say anything else, for now, instead shifting his head to kiss Azul's cheek.]

[cephalopunk]

[Azul turns his head, nuzzling gently into Jamil.

When Franky's message comes, there's definitely quite a bit of tension leaving his body. He looks to Jamil.]

I can work around whatever schedule you have.

[perfectly_average]

Tomorrow around lunchtime works for me.

[He can adjust his schedule, if needed.]

[cephalopunk]

[He sends off that message, then lets out another sigh, turning his head and looking at Jamil.

After a moment, his hand comes up to caress his cheek, and he moves forward, touching their foreheads together.

He murmurs:]

I don't know what I'd have done if you weren't here, my Jewel.

[perfectly_average]

[There's a faint look of surprise as he stares up at Azul. The words - combined with such a soft touch, on top of it all - have him feeling a little strange. But he manages to keep his reaction minimal, a quietly amused sort of sound given in response.]

But I am here.

[So no need to imagine an alternate timeline.]

[cephalopunk]

Indeed you are.

[He pulls back and smiles fondly. A hand takes Jamil's, and there's no hesitation, no shyness as he brings that hand up and gently kisses the knuckles, all while maintaining eye contact.]

And for that, [He murmurs against the skin] I am grateful beyond words.

[perfectly_average]

[Okay, no, Azul isn't supposed to be the one flustering him to such a degree! This game is played the other way around!!

Jamil bites back a flustered sound, his gaze shifting to look at something off to the side. He doesn't manage a verbal response, at all.]

[cephalopunk]

[That makes his smile widen slightly, and he lowers the hand. He then reaches up to catch the edge of Jamil's jaw, coaxing the other teen to look back at him.

And then he moves forward to take him in a kiss.]

[perfectly_average]

[There's a surprised sound at the sudden kiss, but he lets himself relax into it. With closed eyes, he leans in, letting one hand lightly rest on one of the opposite shoulders.]

[cephalopunk]

[He holds it for a few moments before pulling back and gazing at Jamil. The only thing that pulls his attention away is the sound of the notification of a new message.

He turns his head, picking up the device and letting Franky's voice play.

He gives a sigh.]

I suppose that's my fate sealed, then.

[perfectly_average]

[He kisses his cheek.]

You'll be okay.

[That's said with certainty.]

[cephalopunk]

[A deep breath.]

... yeah.

[Though it's clear thinking about it makes him uneasy.

He turns his head, pressing a soft kiss to Jamil's lips.]

Thank you for coming to me so quickly. [A small smile.] You can head back now.

[perfectly_average]

[He returns the kiss, threading his fingers through Azul's hair as he does.]

Of course.

[Jamil moves to stand, holding his hands out for Azul, silently offering to help him up.]

Why don't we do something fun, later?

[cephalopunk]

[He relaxes a bit at the touch, and takes the offered hands.]

Mmn. Do you have anything in mind?

[perfectly_average]

[There's a soft, coy smile.]

How about a picnic by the ocean?

[AKA the Enclosure.]

[cephalopunk]

Oh... how romantic.

[A sly smile back at him.]

So does that mean you're asking me on the date, this time?