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okay so jas can now be found @arabiandawn !

surprise, fellow kids. I bet you thought you’d seen the last of palaceflower

#i logged in only for these so this is feels like an attack #dfisghisd

I want to take a heaping batch of #singslead and spread it all over me like I’m that peanut butter baby. You know the one.

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#iodfhgiusdfhgiufds KENDALL #* ✧ . HAPPY TAG ━ save it for a rainy day !

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@palaceflower· !

he almost fears he may be feeding her addiction , to something that could so easily be ripped away by one slip up , but the fear must be fairly minimal if he’s taking her into the city at dusk now . it would seem she complained just the right amount for him to give in to this endeavor . everyone knew the streets were far more dangerous at night than day ( & that was saying something for agrabah these days ) . yet , her argument that this would be the most CONVENIENT time to slip away is true , & with the higher security as darkness fell over the palace , kassim has never been one to decline a new challenge . or maybe , he’s found his own addiction in the gleam that’s only present in her eyes as gates are left behind . funny , if he didn’t know her like he did now , he’d probably protest that there wasn’t even anything to DO when all the kingdom slept , but jasmine could stay still the way kassim couldn’t . even when restless , she controlled the hurricane inside her like he’d seen no other do . maybe that’s why he fell for her , a serenity to his chaos .

looking up at the stars from a rooftop of practically - family , like nights spent on her balcony , only freer , he finally sees the appeal of sneaking out at night — able to stay as long as they want , unlike the typical one or two hours built on a thinly veiled alibi . with a glance over to the princess , he realizes how close their bodies are . he’s not entirely sure how they got like this without noticing — maybe the warmth of the fire behind them blurred into each other , the cold desert bringing them together . his heart virtually beats out of his chest , deep eyes locked onto starlit ones . oh no . there’s nothing he wants more in the world if she’d have him . breathing synchronizes , & he’s searching for just ONE ounce of self - control , the kind jasmine had proven time & time again to have . even in the most belittling of situations , she never broke . because she’s the princess of agrabah . because this could only end one way . it’d be worse to have just taste than none at all . trying to muster even just half of the strength she has , lips only centimeters apart now , and his head turns just enough to the side .

she has to know why this can’t happen , she’s too intelligent not to , yet he desperately feels like he has to say SOMETHING . anything . but nothing comes .

IT’S BREATHTAKING , HOW different the city looks - feels - when you’re right in the middle of it. not gazing down from towering heights and over suffocating walls. she’s knows that she has kassim to thank for all of it. she never would have been able to escape like this without him. knows that now , she wouldn’t want to. he’s somehow fit into her life like a missing puzzle piece ( albeit it took a little work to get the pieces to fit at first ) . she’d refused to face the truth of her feelings at first as well , there was no hope for any future between them. but she never was one to fold easily.

her recent realization ( ‘ i love him. i love that insufferable ass. ’ ) mixed with the easy lightness within her chest does not help her self restraint. her limbs feel relaxed , her mind free of all responsibilities , and her eyes are locked on endless hues. it’s a lethal combination. she feels herself leaning even closer and something inside her head screams at her to stop , to not let this delicate relationship be destroyed to rubble because of her selfish desires. the stars twinkle above her , somehow urging her on even more , and she silences the voice just as their lips are barely a breath away.

and then he turns away.

a sharp inhale is the only noise between them as she finds herself falling and falling - mind reeling and plummeting. eyelids slip shut - she can’t bear to face him now. what has she done ? how could she be such a dumb girl. she pulls back sharply , features schooling into a neutrality she hasn’t used on him since that first night on her balcony. her eyes open , calm and empty , but a storm brews behind them. a storm that is tearing her heart to shreds. a storm she only has herself to blame for. silence lands in the space between them , large and daunting , but she doesn’t try to fill it.