Junior Year.

6

(James's POV)

Me and Aziel decided to take a break from the project. He's in the restroom right now.

We got some decent work done. I stole a few glances at him, his hands~. I am so fucked.

Aziel walks back into the room, hands dripping wet.

"Sorry, i took so long, i got lost coming back." he shakes his hands, water droplets spring everywhere .

I laugh, flipping through the textbook, "So, uh, what do you think is the most interesting part of this war?"

He walks over to chair, plopping in it before answering, "I'd say the naval battles. Those ships must have been intense. What about you?"

Smiling, i reply,"I guess I've always found the personal stories more fascinating. Like the soldiers' experiences." 

He nods,"Yeah, that makes sense. People always make history more relatable. Even though, i despise everything about history, it's sometimes fun to learn about it. Sometimes."

Aziel runs a hand through his hair, the gesture casual yet striking. My heart races as I watches, captivated.

I swallow hard. "Um, do you have any favorite historical figures?

"Honestly? I admire people who stood up against the odds. Like, what was it? That guy, Tecumseh? He really fought for his people." He says, still playing with his hair.

"I read about him! He was brave."  I try to keep myself from staring.

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(Aziel's POV)

 I glance at James, noticing his interest, "What about you? Anyone you look up to?"

His ear shade of pink slightly, why the fuck am i noticing that?!

"I really admire boxers like Muhammad Ali. He had such a strong sense of justice, you know?" 

He clearly loves boxing. I mean, the star boxer posters, the tropics, the countless medals. Its cool. 

I grin. "That's a solid choice. Fighting for what you believe in, both in and out of the ring."

His voice shaky," Yeah, it's important to stand up for yourself..."

 I lean in a bit, "So, are you always this serious, or is it just when you're with me?"

"Ha~ Do i seem serious, i've never worked with someone, well,.. someone like you.

" Someone like me..?" i cock an eyebrow.

"You know, someone who's... confident and different." He reaches for his neck, again. That's cute.

I smirk," Different, huh?"

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(James's POV)

Aziel runs his hand through his hair again, and I am utterly enchanted, i feel my nerves softening while I admires the casual charm.

"Your hair..." i whisper under my breath.

 He raises an eyebrow "What's wrong with my hair?"

My face suddenly feels like its burning, fumbling with my words "No, it's not that! I just mean... it's kind of mesmerizing, actually..."

 He grins, running a hand through his hair again "Mesmerizing? It's just hair, man."

"Yeah, but the way it falls, and the way you move it... I don't know. It's different"