Sinbad's eyes widen, as he clutches his fist. He turned away; as much as he wanted to punch Mesbin, he couldn't. All he did was turn away and leave the throne room. I can't believe (Y/N) would trust such a man whore as her adviser. Just as Sinbad walked out and turned around the corner, he bumped into (Y/N).
"Sinbad! I was about check on you and Mesbin." Sinbad studied the girl's face for a little bit.
He furrowed his brow slightly, "I didn't think you'd trust such a desperate flirt as your right hand man." He smiled at her with clear venomous intent.
(Y/N) was caught off guard and could tell that Sinbad was becoming jealous of her and Mesbin's relationship. "Well... I trust you don't I? Maybe desperate flirts are my type~!" She smirked.
Sinbad didn't know how to respond; how could he? He's happy that she trusts him, but he can't seem to get over the overwhelming similarities between him and Mesbin. He then remembered Mesbin's previous proposal about their competition for (Y/N)'s affection.
"Well then," he slammed his hand against the wall of the corridor, "I guess I'll just have to prove to you that I'm serious about you." The girl's face flushed many different shades of red, but she still managed to get her original smirk.
"Sinbad...y'know that I know you say that to every girl, right?" Sinbad's face fell instantaneously. His brow returned to its furrowed position. He removed his hand from the wall, as he held in is oncoming sigh.
"You're right, I've used that line on many women before you." He brought on his typical fake smile. (Y/N)'s smirk also fell.
She couldn't understand why Sinbad was acting this way. She honestly thought that Sinbad was just teasing her again, so why is he acting like this now?
Sinbad clenched his fist together, but still kept his cheerful persona. "Well, I'm going to go jump in bed with the best woman Simawi has to offer now~!"
"Ah...ok...have fun." She said feeling sad, but not especially surprised. Her response only made Sinbad even more upset, which she could clearly see.
Sinbad then walked away feeling anger towards his whole day in general. When he returned to his room he sighed and said, "Idiot...the best woman that Simawi has to offer is you..."
(Y/N)'s POV
What is going on with him.. I just can't understand him sometimes.. earlier today he almost said he loved me, but now he's talking about jumping in bed with another woman. I can't help but feel jealous of this anonymous woman.
"Ugh, she's probably some random hooker... She's nothing compared to (Y/N)!" I told myself out loud, but I still haven't convinced myself of my own words. "It's not as though I have a chance with Sinbad anyway... he constantly has a new woman to play with; not to mention they're all so beautiful." Alqamar then whispered in my ear.
"Are you sure about that (Y/N)? I mean he almost said he loved you earlier today right?"
"Sinbad is a massive playboy, he doesn't actually mean that. He's completely scared away by the thought of commitment!"
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Baligh, my most recent dijin interjected, "I know the difference between love and lust (Y/N), and I can tell he's serious about you~!"
"Oh Baligh, I forgot that you existed for a second there."
"How mean (Y/N)!" He said shouted overdramaticly.
"Anyway, Sinbad is the king of lust! At some point in his life he mastered that lovelorn look; trust me, he only sees women as pieces of meat."
Alqamar and Baligh sigh, "whatever you say (Y/N)..." Alqamar thought for a minute before she got an idea.
"Aha! I know!" I had a quizzical expression on my face, "why don't you just tell Sinbad your feelings for him?"
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" I shouted.
" why not? You have nothing to lose, and maybe he'll return your feelings."
"If I do so, that puts me in a dangerous position of getting my heart broken! Even if Sinbad returns my feelings; it's like I'm begging him to be with me!" I cried out in embarrassment over just the thought. "The one who confesses first is always the weaker one in the relationship; everyone knows that!"
Alqamar clicked her tounge in annoyance; which usually signalled me that she was going to give me a lecture. Just then a vein popped out of her head, "Would you rather die alone?! If you don't act now, some hooker will sleep with Sinbad, have his babies, and they'll live happily together!" She screamed in my ear, " IF YOU DON'T ACT NOW, YOU'LL BE SAD AND ALONE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!"
Alqamar then began pushing me towards the direction of Sinbad's room; Baligh snickering along the way of course.
"W-wait...! I'm not ready for this!" I then found myself in front of his chambers. I held up the back of my knuckles against the door, as if I was going to knock at any second.
"Knock. Now." Alqamar said in a stern tone. I heaved a sigh, and knocked on his door lightly. Hoping he wouldn't notice.
The door swung open and I found Sinbad in a towel; his body still wet from the bath that he recently took. His hand didn't leave the door knob, while his other hand held the other side of the door frame.
"(Y/N)..." his voice trailed off.
"Sinbad...I have something to tell you..."
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His Private Dancer (Sinbad x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a dancer who works for money to buy her mother the medicine she needs for her illness, when a dugeon mysteriously appears out of nowhere. Now, (Y/N) fights hard for what she feels is necessary for her people, with a certain man by her side.
