Sneekpeek #3 of my Jamiazu fic
“Jamil, are you alright?”
Jamil shot up, as if electrocuted, his eyes wide. He hastily stood up, rubbing his eyes. “Wow, you did not mention how well that little card would work.”
Azul laughed. “Did you need help with something?” Jamil could be so cute sometimes.
Jamil looked down at the ground, possibly thinking. Then he looked up, with a calm fire in his glassy eyes. “I need to make a deal.”
“Wonderful! What do you need from me?”
“Help me get out of here. Take me with you, wherever you are these days. As long as I’m not here.” His voice started so strong and sure, but broke slowly as he continued to talk.
Azul was stunned, to say the least. “What about the Asims?”
Tears that Jamil most likely had been fighting back rolled down his cheeks, followed by silence and piercing eye contact.
“Is everything good? Have you talked to Kalim about this?”
“Kalim can’t do anything, he already told me. You’re my only ticket out of here, without having to go through with it.”
Azul tensed. “What is ‘it’ exactly?”
Jamil’s face was completely still. “The wedding.”
Azul stood up, lost for words. “You’re engaged? I didn’t even know you were dating-”
“I’m not. I don’t even know the girl.”
Azul felt his three hearts drop.
“Are the Asims forcing you, or your parents?”Azul asked.
“Both. Kalim did everything he could, but...” Jamil started crying again, and Azul pulled Jamil towards the bench to sit beside him.
“I won’t let this happen to you Jamil, you can count on that. Just give me a moment to think.”
Jamil looked up, fresh tears in his eyes, and nodded.
A few moments passed in silence, the only sound to be heard was Jamil quietly sniffing or wiping his eyes, as Azul pondered every possibility. Then, he stood up, and kneeled down in front of Jamil.
“Jamil, they can’t make you marry someone if you’re already married right?”
Jamil stared at him blankly, then raised an eyebrow.
“So, here’s the deal,” Azul took off the glove off his right hand, still kneeling, and held out his hand. “Jamil Viper, will you marry me?”
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Sneak Peek:
Forever & Ever, My Darling Rose Ch.8
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They lead him down to the basement. A neat row of jumpy geese, periodically glancing over their shoulders to look at the big bad Red Hood and his scary assortment of guns.
It’s really fuckin’ hilarious. At least his reputation hasn’t seemed to suffer much from people seeing him stuff vegetables and milkshakes into the local Boy Wonder.
“Market price is sitting at eight million,” one of them men stutters, fidgeting with a ring of keys as unlocks one of the baby set doors lining the walls, “Client wanted to pay cash, too!”
Jason narrows his eyes. Eight million? What the fuck kinda item do they have down here?
Jason motions at the men to line up along the wall and, with the gun still trained on them, pulls the door open, light from the hallway flooding inside to illuminate—
“Fuck no,” Jason says, and slams the door back shut.
— What you’re longing for (you claim to abhor) chpt. viii sneak peek
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chapter 1 snippet 🫣
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Sneakpeek #2 for my Jamiazu WIP
Azul rolled over, accidentally pulling the blanket away from Jamil. Jamil spitefully tugged it back towards himself. This woke Azul up, enough to lift up his head. He rolled back over, facing Jamil again, and slowly opened his eyes.
“Good morning.” Azul murmured.
“Morning”, Jamil replied.
Azul had a dorky smile on his face. How dare. Azul then got up, throwing back the blankets, and practically hopping out of the king sized bed.
“Any thoughts on breakfast?” he asked, as he put on his glasses.
“Oh, I don’t need any. Thanks though.”
Azul looked shocked, for some reason.
“Maybe some black coffee”, Jamil added.
Azul continued to stare at him.
“What? I’m not a mind reader.” Jamil made no effort hiding his annoyance. That was a good thing about Azul—he could be himself around him, for better or for worse.
Azul walked around the bed, not saying anything. Then, out of nowhere, he cupped Jamil’s face in his hands.
“Savory or sweet?”
Jamil stared at him blankly. “I’m not eating breakfast, I’m not hungry.”
“You need to eat. So, savory or sweet?” Azul was still holding Jamil’s face, tilting it up towards Azul. It seemed like Azul wasn’t going to back down.
“Um, sweet?”
Azul, seemingly satisfied, smiled and let go of Jamil’s face. He then grabbed the TV remote, handed it to Jamil, and then turned and left the room.
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