~ Twisted Wonderland Inktober 2020~

⚠ #22 ~ Rhythm

⚠ slight boyxboy towards the end (Jamil x Azul) ⚠

⚠ No beta we die like men ⚠ 

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 "Are you sure you don't need anything?"

"We're fine, thanks Jamil!"

With that he left, leaving Kalim and the other students to their study session.

He closed the door behind him, leaving out a sigh.

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 His steps echoed in the empty gym, almost imperceptible. The quiet was calming, but also quite unnerving, reminding him of his own silence.

His eyes closed. His deepest thoughts and emotions sowly came to the surface as he made the first steps in the darkness, guided by the steady beat through the first notes. 

The beat's speed increased, his heartbeat as well, his muscles tensing and relaxing while his blood was literally boiling.

Then, the drop.

He abandoned himself into the wild rhythm, sustaining himself with only his hands as he spun and kicked away all the stress of the past weeks. A smile appeared on his lips, the beat and the moves draining his body of negativity, replacing it with overflowing joy he had been missing.

His body froze in place, the gym silent again.

 His chest rose and fell, his heartbeat steadying. He would have gladly indulged himself more into that sense of regained liberty, if the sound of hands clapping wouldn't have made him snap from his daze.

"Outstanding performance, as expected from you Jamil" 

"How long have you been here?"

"I came in not too long ago, looking for another irresponable client, but I just couldn't help to admire your talent~" his dramatic frown was replaced by a smileat the last remark, the glint in his blue eyes making Jamil look away. He wasn't annoyed, nor flustered, but he just couldn't help to feel flattered by the other boy's words. 

"You were the one who teached Floyd one of those moves, correct?" he was right in front of him "He was so happy when he came back to the Lounge, he only thalked about it for the rest of the day~"

"I'm... happy for him, I guess..."

"Jamil." Azul's voice grew cold. "Look at me."

Jamil reclutantly looked at him in the eye, struggling to hide the pride that was taking over him... and the fact that those remarks, coming from him, made his heart race like that.

"Why are trying so hard to hide your pride and talents like that? Could it be..." a shiver ran down jamil's spine "...that you enjoy this superiority of yours too much?"

"That's..." a sly smirk appeared on his lips "Maybe."

Jamil walked past Azul, exiting the gym, leaving him behind in a blushing mess.

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A/N: to all the breakers reading this, I apologise for any inaccuracy. Please let me know if there are any 😅