Magi Oneshots

Judar || Loopy ||

//SIDE NOTE: This is a modern day au. I haven't written a Judar thing in FOREVER. And I'm gonna try and use 'You' to refer to you in this. I've done this once before with a Ja'far oneshot, I hope this goes well.

Type of reader-san in this chapter: *laughter can be heard 'round the world*//

Ah, anesthesia. The cause of several online videos capturing the embarrassing moments of people after surgeries and dental appointments. You were overly excited when you got the news that Judar would have to be 'put under' during an appointment with the dentist. You had your video recorder on your phone ready as you waited in the waiting room. 

An assistant opened the door and smiled at you. He was rather excited that another person had come to record Judar's loopy moments. "He's awake now," he said, motioning you to follow him. "He's already spouting nonsense, so be ready to record everything," he grinned. 

"Yes, thank you!" you said back, leaping up from your chair to follow him to Judar. You let out a loud giggle when you saw Judar in the dentist chair fumbling around and trying to pick up different utensils, which the assistant had to take back from him. "Morning, sunshine," you teased, glancing to your phone which was already recording. 

Judar, confused, said, "Nooooo, it's not morning, it's," he glanced to the broken digital clock on the wall, "zero, zero o'clock." You snorted. "You sound like a pig," Judar almost slurred, giggling when he looked to you finally, but his eyes widened when he saw you smiling at him. An open mouthed smile spread over him and he tilted his head at you, his black hair falling into his face. "Hello," he cooed. 

You giggled. "Hi, Judar," you said and you moved closer to him. "Do you feel okay?"

"I feel great when I look at you," he flirted, gauze in his mouth muffling part of what he said. "What's your name?"

You raised an eyebrow at the assistant and he waved his hand slightly. "This happens all the time," he whispered. "Just play along."

"(Y/N)," you answered Judar, and he hummed. 

"Sexy name," he said, eyes fluttering when he looked at you. You used every ounce of your being to try and not laugh too loudly. "Do you come here often?"

"No, baby, I don't come here too often," you grinned to him. 

"Baby?" he echoed. "Already calling me baby? I like it."

"I might as well," you giggled, brushing his hair from his face. "You're my husband. I've been calling you 'baby' for years." Judar's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. 

"You're my wife?" he asked, dumbfounded. You nodded with a smile. Judar looked to the assistant and pointed at you. "She's my wife?" 

"Yes, sir," the assistant chimed, taking a utensil from Judar just as he absentmindedly reached for it. Judar looked back at you and was absolutely in awe. Slowly, he buried his face in his hands, and shook his head. 

"Oh my God," he moaned emotionally. "You're my wife?" he asked again, looking up to you with disbelief. You nodded again and kissed his temple. Judar's mouth fell open again and a gauze almost fell out. "God, how did I score that good?" he asked aloud. You audibly 'aww'd' out loud, and you felt your heart flutter. 

Did Judar really think that? He was so sarcastic and collected when he wasn't loopy like this. Your heart was melting. 

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Judar stared in horror at the video on your phone as you cackled next to him on the couch. His face was pink, and he kept stuttering to find words to explain his embarrassing moment at the dentist, but nothing came to mind. When the video finished, he tossed the phone across the couch and fell into your lap with a groan. "My mouth hurts, my wife had blackmail gold against me, and I feel like an idiot," he said loudly. 

"Judar, that was literally the cutest thing I have ever seen you do," you squealed, leaning down to plant kisses all over his face. A satisfied grin swept over his lips and he shrugged lightly. 

"Well, if it makes you this happy," he mumbled, "I guess it's not that bad." He leaned up and kissed you lightly.