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"30 minutes of pure joy and magic, 3 times a week. The moment Vincent shines the brightest, like the star he was meant to be." - Trust Us With Your ABC! Chapter 9

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"Oh the boy was nervous." - Trust Us With Your ABC! Chapter 7

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"Too late. The embodiment of love heard his pathetic whine and let out a soft, amused chuckle. Raising his hand to cover his already beautiful smile." - Trust Us With Your ABC! Chapter 4

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zain: hey jason

jason: what

zain: *holds up hooters uniform*

zain: so when were you gonna tell my dad you worked at femboy hoo-

jason: gIMME THAT BACK OR I SWEAR TO ALL THATS HOLY—

salim: what is a “femboy”?

Zain tossed the uniform towards his father and made a mad dash for the door. Salim yelped in surprise and caught the clothing as Zain rushed pass him and exited the house in a blink of an eye. Jason and Salim stood there in painful silence.

Salim slowly started to examine the white and orange clothing while Jason just watched him, his already red face now almost the color of beetroot. "These are awfully ... revealing for clothes." Salim commented calmly, however his pink ears gave away his cool. Jason let out a sigh, he pulled a chair next to him and sat down, then buried his face in his burning palms.

"... I was a poor kid back then, I had to work somewhere..." Jason's explanation came in a low whisper, Salim could hear the embarrassment his Jason's voice, and he took pity on the younger man. Salim walked over to Jason and crouched down to face Jason at eye level. Jason peered through his fingers, still unable to face the Iraqi fully. "I don't judge you at all, we've all done something we didn't like in the past just to get by..." Salim reached out a hand and softly patted Jason's head, as if to comfort him out of his embarrassment. Jason almost teared up then and there, what are the chances he found someone this kind and understanding as his... friend...

"... thank you Salim..." Jason stopped hiding his face and gave the Iraqi a grateful smile. Salim bit his lip, as he almost let out a surprised gasp. Jason's bashful smile, teary eyes, and flushed cheeks made Salim's heart skipped a beat. What a vision... And of course Zain had to sneak back into the house, and accidentally trip on the abandoned Hooter's uniform left on the floor on his way in. His yelp made both man jump apart and looked at the younger Othman. They glanced at each other, and laughed.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

So... I wanted variety to spice up my love for Jalim, and I cooked up a lil something... It's been a while since I wrote fanfics, but I hope you enjoy!