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anyone else remember when Jamil's Relaxing In Room card first released and the JP server crashed because of so many people trying to get him at the same time? yeah, i still think about that
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"only 90s kids remember-" wrong, if you're poor and/or rural enough, old tech and fashion doesn't just disappear when it stops being trendy. We had dial-up until 2012
Lowkey idgaf about Valko. They could've gotten us one more softer love interest to balance the scale, but noooo "here's another big muscly man you can compare the other 3 with!" as if Rafayel and Xavier aren't already excluded from people's "holy trinity" for being smaller and softer.
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jamil's in his feelings and he can't get out of it
Jamil has so much he wants to say to you. Millions of words rush to his head whenever you're around.
It's only amplified by the fact you've begun wearing one of his golden arm cuffs he lost. Turns out it slipped off during one of the nights he spent in your room, laying down on your bed while talking to you about everything he kept to himself since the day he became Kalim's servant.
Jamil never asks for the cuff back. He likes the way it looks on you.
He was close to telling you that too, yet he couldn't form the words. When you look at him so intently, all those years of building this perfectly calm composure suddenly disappear in his mind. All he can think about is the way you make him feel so safe. So okay with just existing, separate from some specific reason or purpose.
Instead, he stays silent.
"Hello? Jamil?"
Not a single word escapes his lips.
"Uhh, are you there?"
You're half convinced he barely registered your presence at all with how quiet he was. "Alright. Whatever. I'll see you later tonight, yeah?"
He watches you walk away, admiring the way you walk without fear of being yourself. It was one of the things he envied yet loved the most about you. To have the privilege to be yourself and express it in a way that isn't obnoxious, Kalim, yet special nonetheless was so beautiful to him.
It also made him realize how down bad he was. Pinning over the way you walked? He's better than that... at least he hopes he is.
With a sigh, he swears he'll tell you the many words that spawn in his mind at the sight of you another day. Another day, he'll tell you how breath-taking you are when you laugh. Another day, he'll talk your ear off about the way you smile at him. Another day, he'll let you know that you curate feelings within him that he swore he was incapable of experiencing. Another day...
It's always another day. The courage to tell you everything never comes. His fear takes over. Not just fear of rejection, but fear of the possibilities. Fear that he'd hold you back. Fear that he'd never be enough. Fear that he'd corrupt your very being.
It's this fear that drives the wedge between the two of you. Jamil is dreadfully self aware of this as he watches you stand alone on the balcony of Scarabia, awaiting his company. The moonlight frames your silhouette, making you glow, even more so than usual, in his eyes. He doesn't know how long you've been there, waiting. Waiting on him. On his words, his presence.
He doesn't have the heart to face you.
You're left alone as he escapes into the safety of his room, his mind fixated on how beautiful the golden cuff looked on your arm. His golden cuff.
You'll never get to know just how divine he finds you.
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