We got jealous Jamil, so could you please give us a jealous Azul scenario?
Ask and you will receive~
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He had thought that things were going great. Everything had been going according to his plan, so what had happened to change that? Something had gotten in his way.
That something was Jamil Viper.
Azul had asked Kalim if he could teach him to dance, and the dorm leader of Scarabia had happily agreed. It was really just an excuse to spend time with Kalim alone, for he was not really interested in dancing. Unfortunately, things did not go his way.
"Azul, stay focused. You keep stepping on Kalim's foot." Jamil scolds him.
"All you are doing is criticizing me. If you are so sure about what to do, then why don't you show me?" Azul sighs and steps back. He bites back the urge to tell Jamil to leave. He couldn't do that when Kalim was watching both of them.
"Fine." Jamil says stepping forward. "Stand to the side, Azul."
Azul does not miss the glare Jamil gives him as he leans himself against the wall. Then he watches.
He watches as Jamil entwines his hands with Kalim's.
He watches as the two dance gracefully around the room.
He watches as a smile appears on Jamil's face, and he hears Kalim's joyful laughter.
Azul can't help but frown. The more he watched the more a dark feeling bubbled up in his chest. He hated it.
He hated seeing how close the two were being, but that was a given wasn't it? After all, these two grew up together. Azul had no reason to be jealous of that.
But he was. He was so jealous.
All he wanted was to be close to Kalim, but Jamil's distrust of him made that difficult. It just had to be difficult.
Jamil was only doing this because of his duties. That was all there was to this.
But was that really true?
The more he thought of it, the more he was that he was wrong. Despite Jamil's overblot, it seemed like the two were closer than ever.
He could see it in the way they looked at each other.
He could see it in the way they talked to each other.
Jamil and Kalim were close to one another, closer than he could ever be to Kalim. It was not something he wanted.
"And that is how you do it." Jamil's voice interrupts his thoughts.
Azul plasters a fake smile on his face. "Is that so? As much as I wish to continue, I must return to Mostro Lounge now."
Then he turns and leaves without looking back.
