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twstmemories Β· 2 years
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'i’m here for you. don’t forget that.' prompt for Jamil please and thank you! Also, congratulations on 1k!! πŸ’•πŸŽ‰πŸ’•πŸŽ‰πŸ’•
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Jamil was sure that everything would go downhill the moment he snapped out from his overblotted state. He knew the moment he hatched out this whole plan against Kalim that his reputation and position would be endangered and every person he had oh so carefully become friends with would be wary of him.
It's a risk he took, and a consequence he was well prepared for.
He knew that. He had already prepared himself for the twisted frowns of fellow classmates surrounding him.
But when he came back to his senses and the first one he locked his eyes with were none other than you standing by the archway with a look he couldn't even describe?
Oh he felt his stomach turn in the worst way possible.
Jamil wasn't able to call out to you, nor reach his hand out and try to explain himself before he was faced with a crying Kalim. His previously worried expression twisting into one of annoyance at the loudness that was not helping his growing headache.
But when he had finally shoved Kalim's face away, because screw mannerisms and being polite now that his whole cover was already up in flames, you weren't by the archway anymore.
It's a consequence Jamil knew would happen, but god he didn't expect it to hurt as much as it did.
The next time he awoke, he was looking up at the same intricate patterns of the ceiling of his room, body feeling heavier than usual. But before he could force himself to get out of bed, a gentle hand had already pushed him back down: "You overblotted and overexhausted yourself. Just lay down, Jamil," you muttered softly, the vice-leader snapping his head towards you upon hearing your voice.
Didn't you leave? Weren't you disappointed? That he lied, stringed you along to thinking that he was a different person than he was? But before he could ask you any of those questions, you had only brushed aside his bangs and placed a cool towel on top of his forehead before gently cupping his cheek with your hand: "I already had a hunch you quite literally loathed Kalim. But I already told you once before and I'll tell you again," you say with a gentle smile.
Jamil knew what you were going to say. Because the first time you said it, he had brushed it off with a light chuckle not believing you.
"I'm here for you. Don't forget that," you gently reminded him once again.
Jamil had quite literally done everything for those words to never be uttered from your mouth again. But here you were, by his side and taking care of him while saying the exact same words he had brushed off months earlier.
And this time, Jamil did actually believe them.
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