Twisted Wonderland|Oneshots & Scenarios

🐍 Caught With My Dance [Jamil X F!Reader]

Requested by: @smol_alia

Warning: This request is a bit hard for me so I got off track ;-; it's so bad wtf- I'm so sorry 😭
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How did you end up with teaching Jamil how to dance your culture's dance? He himself, the so called dance master in NRC, is now in your dance room with you slowly showing him the steps of the dance. It wasn't teaching him that you cared about, it was how it happened...

You were heading back from NRC when Jamil bumped into you and both of you apologized to each other. You then waved him goodbye and headed back to a place that was not your dorm. Jamil raised an eyebrow at you before shrugging it off, thinking that you probably had something to do.

In truth, you started to head to a dance studio nearby ever since you heard that they offered the dance that you specialized in. The news made you jump in joy and you began to rent a room all to yourself all the way up to now.

And it was on that one fateful day that he caught you practicing in your dance room.

You had your dress on, a white dress with blue patterns decorating it. When ever you moved, your dress moves along with you. If anyone had to describe spinning a flower around with their fingers, you were the very example of that with how your dress flowed naturally and elegantly around as you spun.

The music sounded quite lively, and you were totally immersed in your world of dance and music, completely ignoring any outside forces, if any, that were there. In conclusion, it meant that you failed to notice the one person in the room with you, leaning sideways on the doorframe with his arms crossed and admiring you.

Jamil, we all know that he's a really good dancer, and of course, having a passion for dancing would mean that he also goes to the dance studio nearby. When he heard that lively music, he couldn't lie to himself that he was totally entranced by it. You and your little clumsy mistake if not closing the door all the way caused him to be able to look inside on who was dancing. Imagine his surprise when he saw that it was you. Seeing you dance around the room with your dress that seemed to spin around with your body so effortlessly put him in a trance.

He was supposed to go dance by himself now, but his heart told him otherwise. He really wanted to dance with you. Not wanting this moment to end, he patiently waited until the music died off to save you from any interruptions.

When you were finally done, you jolted after hearing a clapping noise coming from the door. You slowly turned to see that Jamil was standing there clapping at your performance.

"J-JAMIL?!" You shrieked. You definitely didn't expect for him to show up and it's weird since no one should be showing up anyways.

"What a nice performance my little snake." He teased you. Ah yes of course, his little snake. This is the first time that he's seen you dance like this before but the other times, it was in another style and he came up with that nickname because of how fluid your body movement was.

"Thank you for the compliment but isn't it rude to not let a lady know that you are there? You didn't even knock or anything." You crossed your arms and hugged at him in annoyance.

"Your door was open...my lady." Jamil bowed apologetically and you bit down on the insides of your lips as a little bit of red dusted your cheeks. This sly snake calling you a formal title...

"Well, then that still wasn't gentlemanly of you, Jamil." You remarked at him. "So, are you just gonna stand there, or are you going to come in?" You questioned him. He's probably been standing for minutes now if he's been watching you dance.

"Well, since you don't mind, I'll be coming in." He walked down the steps and sat in front of the mirrored wall staring at you.

"What are you staring at me for?"

"Waiting for you to start dancing, duh." He deadpanned at you. You really thought he was going to dance with you, but noooo, he just wants to watch his little snake dance.

"How about you join me, Jamil otherwise I will slap you with my dress purposely when I dance." You can feel your anger bubbling up as you showed him a closed eye smile.

"Oh? And how is that dress going to 'slap' me?" He quirked an eyebrow at you.

"You'd be surprised at how high this dress can twirl up to. And I have a good amount of stamina to keep doing so. Now come here before I suffocate you with this dress ok?" This time you walked up to him and showed him a demonstration by slapping his face with your dress. He let out an 'oof' before you pulled him up and dragged him towards the middle of the room.

"So what now?" He questioned, confused as to what the both of you were supposed to do.

"What do you mean, what now? I'm gonna teach you this style of dance, duh. Now pay attention."

"Hey! I never signed up for this!"

"Well you did when you decided it was a good idea to stare at me." You positioned him correctly and started to show him what steps he should take and how to do those steps so that you could both do a partner dance.

It's been a few hours since then and he's finally gotten the hang of it. To be honest he's a quick learner and his skills are definitely top tier.

"You ready Jamil? Just like we practiced." You got into position with him.

"Yes, I'm ready."

The music was just as lively as your previous one except now it was a partner dance instead of a solo. Your dress was now basically lifting off the ground and spinning with you as usual. Since Jamil didn't have any outfits to fit the dance he just danced in his usual clothes. It's fine though, since his sweater was sort of acting like a cape which makes him more attractive along with his facial expressions when dancing.

The amount of hand touching happening just made it harder for both of you to keep focused on the dance since both of you were blushing. In the end, you both bumped into each other, causing Jamil to hold you to his chest so that you don't fall.

"Oof!"

"Ah!"

Now both of you were in this awkward position and none of you made any sort of movement to push away from one another. You looked up at him and he looked up at you and you both just stared at each other in embarrassment.

"Umm sooo..." Both of you looked away and just stayed like that without saying anything.

"So uh, about that dance...um...is this how it's supposed to end?" Jamil hesitantly asked you and you snapped your head towards him.

"Uh no! No it isn't! This is just a little accident. Yeah..." You frantically searched for an answer, both of you not realizing that someone had entered the room just now.

"Oh my, (Y/N), you never told me you had a boyfriend." Both of you turned towards the voice and realized that it was the owner. As if the position you guys were in was enough, the owner just HAD to show up.

"I-IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" You yelled at the top of your lungs, making Jamil and the owner jolt.

"I see... well then I was just checking up on you guys. Have a nice day I guess."

"Yes, you too." You replied, sighing that the owner won't ask you any further questions.

"Oh by the way, (Y/N), you never denied that Jamil wasn't your boyfriend~" The owner teased both of you, winking at you both and then bolting down the hallway.

Oh dear, how embarrassing. Not only do you have to deal with the owner's statement just now, you also have to deal with a Jamil who's blushing bright red. Oh and would you look at that, you swore that you saw something like a soul come out of his body because of that.
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End Note
This is so bad wtf-
Mental Health is taking a toll on me ew no wonder I haven't been able to write much. Since Spring Break is almost coming up for me, I would be able to have more time to myself. Finals are coming soon as well so requests are still going to stay closed until after.

Also because I'm trying to grind on a game because there's a new skin for this character and I REQUIRE it >:(

I will still continue writing what I currently have right now so yeah