Yuu: Sweet tea, it’s a popular drink where I’m from. Want to have a try?
Kalim: Sure! I can never say no to tea, especially if it’s sweet!
Kalim:
Kalim: Why is it cold?
Yuu: Because it’s sweet tea? Wh- Oh! Sorry Kalim, forgot to say that it’s iced. Kind of weird that no one ever thought to drink iced tea before- Kalim?
Kalim: This is…a disgrace! Who drinks tea cold?! Yuu, we need to make proper tea, stat!
Yuu: Wait, what?
Kalim: Don’t worry, Yuu! I’ll show you how to make proper sweet tea!
and NRC's actors of the year award goes to... *drum rolls*
!! warning: book 4 pt 2 spoilers if you haven't played it !!
OCTATRIO !! FOR THEIR AMAZING PERFORMANCE AND SUCCESS IN GUILT TRIPPING KALIM INTO LETTING THEM STAY !!!! (much to jamil's exasperation sndhdjd)
i fricken hate them so much they KNOW that kalim would act out if he saw them sad and they used that to their advantage,,,, the mf fish mafia istg– they're gaslight gatekeep girlbossing their way into scarabia at an alarming rate and it *ahem* CONCERNS me, to say the least.
i'd just like to say good luck to jamil viper, bc he has to deal with azul's shady-lookin ass and the twins shenanigans whilst also watching over kalim and making sure grim isn't absolutely DESTROYING all the food in the fridge before he can cook it. yea the asian mom in him is for sure gonna make an appearance in this book sbdhdhfhjf
Lilia listens to him say (sing?) this while playing the piano and he just sits there till he finishes and Kalim has started crying at this point. Lilia asks him to sit down and after sitting for a while in silence while Kalim breathes, he hugs Lilia who comforts him, if thats not what he needs, he'll just listen
So this would be the little thing I teased earlier that had the working title of "Jamil's oh shit moment". Whoever the anon was who was curious to see this come to fruition, well, here it is.
Hope y'all enjoy this little trip inside Jamil's head.
It all started with an off-hand comment from Kalim.
Well, truth be told, it started well before that.
For a while now, Jamil had found himself strangely fretful whenever you were around.
It was not the sort of irritation he felt with Kalim’s constantly chafing presence, nor the constant worries of what trouble Kalim might find himself in next. Not really like the frustration he got from suffering with Floyd and Ace’s antics during basketball practice. It wasn't even just another of the usual pins and needles of all the small things of his everyday life that kept on needling on his patience.
No, if anything, you were quite…inoffensive.
But he couldn’t help being on edge, on alert even more than usual.
So much so that the other day, when you turned up in Scarabia and your voice suddenly rang clear in the lounge, Jamil nearly spilled the tea he was just pouring into Kalim’s cup.
Or when you’d joined him and Kalim for lunch in the cafeteria, Jamil could feel his shoulders inching up to his ears with the tension that crept into his body. Even holding his utensils and bringing his food to his mouth somehow felt awkward and clumsy.
Most bothersome indeed.
Besides, he already had enough on his plate without you adding to it all, threatening to tear down the precarious control he barely maintained over his life.
And yesterday, you had come to talk with him after the basketball game, saying such things about his performance on court that his cheeks still threatened to redden just remembering it.
You really were just too much.
And the way you had looked at him, like-
“Jamil! What are you thinking about?”
Kalim’s voice startled Jamil out of his thoughts.
“Nothing.”
What was he thinking about? Why were you on his mind like this?
Jamil’s hands kept working, chopping the vegetables with practiced ease. Yet his mind was barely in what he was doing, busy with trying to tease open the budding thought.
…No.
No.
No way.
Surely he was not that stupid. After all, there was no way-
“Oh, you just seemed so happy, but guess it was nothing then,” Kalim said brightly.
The rest of Kalim's words faded out of Jamil's ears.
The steady rhythm of the knife turned more erratic and forceful, sure to leave deep marks on the cutting board. The urge to pull his hood tighter over his face was almost irresistible, Jamil’s hand slightly twitching even as he forced himself to continue with his task as if nothing had happened.
Why had he been thinking about you? About the way you smiled at him the other day?
Shit.
ETA: there's now a part 2!
I originally had more written for this but ngl this seemed like the perfect point to cut it. But who knows, maybe there'll be a part 2 at some point.
They played this song in my dance class and it got me thinking of that moment when Jamil realizes just how down bad he is for you. How screwed he is when it comes to you. Jamil certainly wouldn’t be as all in as the narrator in the song is (at least with his NRC circumstances), but the lyrics still sure worked as inspiration.
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*Yuu gets kidnapped by RSA during an intense prank war*
Riddle: so we agree on the plan, yes?
All dorm leaders: Yes!
Crowley: *sniffs* look at my students working together to save their friend. I’m such a good headmaster.
Azul: what?
Leona: yeah, who said you were a good headmaster?
Idia: if anything Yuu is the better headmaster since they do all your paperwork.
Riddle: on top of their school work and keeping Grim in line.
Vil: not to mention checking in on all the students that overblots health periodically
Kalim: and helping with other students with their struggles as well.
Azul: Yuu has done more this school in less then a year then you have since you became headmaster.
Malleus: and doesn’t care about students status for financial or political gains like you do.
Kalim: also Yuu is fun to be around.
Riddle: gentlemen we are running out of time here, we need to save Yuu.
All dorm: * leaves*
Crowley: b-but i let them attend here, doesn’t that count as something
Crewel: Nope.
Meanwhile at RSA, Yuu is doing their therapy thing. They got a clipboard and a couch pulled out: Now, tell me about your family. How's your home life?
Prince Rielle: Well, I'm the youngest of seven, so you can imagine how hard it is to get any attention from my parents. Even though we live in a castle, my brothers and I have to share everything. We all share one big room instead of having our own. It's near impossible to get any privacy back home.
Yuu: Uh huh, and what about your parents? Your dad is the king yes? What's that like?
Rielle: oh don't even get me started on my dad and his judgmental tail! He didn't even want me to go here in the first place.
Chen'nya: Wasn't this a prank war? How did we get here?
Neige: I don't know, but we should leave them be. Rielle really needed to vent.
Rielle: ....and then dad threw out all my hot wheels! Who does that!? Oh wait, my dad, that's who! T-T