Granting Favors (Twisted Wonderland | Azul x Jamil)

Chapter 14: Dances and Darkness

Summary:

The day after accidentally hugging Azul, Jamil learns about an upcoming party at the Cultural Festival. As he wonders how he could ever bring himself to ask Azul out, someone in the VDC team slowly starts to crack . . .

Word Count: 5,129

Author's Note:

Finally an update after five months!! Thank you all so much for waiting! :'>

And thank you so much to @patchyegg87 on Tumblr for helping me with editing this chapter. I hadn't written for this fic in so long that it was a little difficult to get back into the rhythm of it, and I'm very grateful for her help~

I hope you enjoy this chapter! <3

(more notes at the end)

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Jamil opened his eyes, seeing the unmistakable purple-silver of Azul's hair. How long had he been pressing his face against it? Did he do anything else while he was asleep? Did he talk?

He took a breath to calm himself. What's more important right now was to move away from Azul without waking him up. Azul didn't even mean to fall asleep here last night; what if he woke up to Jamil hugging him from behind and accused him of being a creep?

Very slowly, Jamil lifted his arm from Azul's waist, and moved away inch by inch until he got off the bed and stood unsteadily on the floor. He turned to get his phone from the nightstand and turn off his alarm, but he moved too quickly and his hand hit the lamp.

He caught it before it could fall, but the thing was so old and fragile that the lampshade and lightbulb got detached and fell to the floor. There was a crunch as the lightbulb cracked.

"Damn, that was my only light," he cursed softly. The main lightbulb on the ceiling tended to flicker at random times, so he preferred to use the lamp whenever he needed light in the room, but it looked like that wouldn't be possible now.

He steadied what remained of the lamp, then picked up the fallen lamp shade and lightbulb and put them back on the nightstand. He'd check later if the bulb would still work.

His phone lit up and the alarm rang. He felt an instinctive panic for a second, but reminded himself that it was alright now for Azul to wake up since he had moved away from him already.

He turned off the alarm as Azul began to stir on the bed. The Octavinelle Prefect sat up and blinked slowly, looking around in confusion. When his eyes landed on Jamil, realization dawned on his face.

"Oh dear," Azul said and quickly got down from the bed and stood up, smoothing out his clothes. "I apologize, I didn't mean to fall asleep here and take up space on your bed."

Azul reached up to fix his hair, and Jamil tried not to stare as his fingers ran through those soft locks that he had been nuzzling just minutes ago.

"Your glasses are here," Jamil said to distract himself. He picked them up from his nightstand and handed them to Azul.

Azul took the glasses and wore them. "I hope I wasn't too much of a bother."

"No," Jamil shook his head. "I fell asleep almost immediately after you did."

"You could have woken me up, you know," Azul said as he took his backpack from the floor.

Jamil crossed his arms. "You rarely go to sleep early, I wasn't gonna ruin it. Now let's go downstairs before Vil accuses me of oversleeping."

They went down to the lounge and ran into Yuu holding a cup of what looked like hot chocolate.

"Oh hey, guys! I didn't know you were still here," Yuu said to Azul.