Kalim ran Into his balcony and he saw Jami looking up to him, his cheeks flushed red, his chest tightened and he felt his stomach twist but in a good way.
He stuttered, "I-I'm coming just wait!" He then offs the call and sprint down to open the gate immediately.
While Jamil patiently waits he's greeted by Kalim panting as he opens the gate.
"Hey...J-jamil! What are you doing here at this hour?"
"Nothing, just thought I'd drop by. I brought beer." Jamil raises a plastic bag with two cans of beer and he hands one out to Kalim
"Uh... beer... ok.." Kalim hesitantly accepts the can.
"Why? You don't drink?"
"No No I do, it's just the last time I did... let's just say it was disastrous..." Kalim shudders at the memory, he really doesn't want Jamil to see him like that. Though he should be fine it's one can after all.
"Let's sit in the truck trunk- actually wait here I'll lay down a mat or something." Kalim holds the plastic bag while Jamil runs to the truck and takes out a mat.
He opens the trunk and lays down a mat. He reached out his hand to Kalim. Time slowed for the sultan, when was...the last time he felt such a feeling. It was the feeling of fleeting in the air, feeling restless while also feeling relaxed. When Kalim took Jamil's hand it felt as though he'd been called to stay with him. And god was it such a great feeling. One where he wishes he could have forever.
He takes his hand, he steps in the trunk. In doing so he trips himself, Jamil catches him, just as he always does.
"Whoa there, you ok?" Jamil asked, seemingly worried.
Kalim registers on what happened and his face flustered looking at Jamil,"Y-yeah, thanks for that."
They both sat down in the trunk, Jamil opened a can and took a sip. Kalim, still hesitant, also opened the can and took a sip.
Kalim sighs, under the moonlight it seemed as though his problems were washed away. If he was younger he would go out for a stroll, riding a magic carpet, feeling the wind and soaring through the breeze.
Jamil sighed, "Nice night isn't it? The moon is full."
Kalim looked up into the sky. The moon was indeed full and round. The stars surrounded them and there was nothing but silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. It was comforting. Jamil stole a glance at Kalim, who was staring at the moon lovingly. He looked tired, he had the look of a person longing for what he once was in the past.
"Bad day?" Jamil asked.
Kalim turns, he looks him straight in the eye, he responds."No, not necessarily..."
He releases another breath.
He did not speak, he fell silent for a while.
"Mom called earlier."
"What'd she say?" Jamil asked.
"She says when wants me to go back with my "apparent" wife and Amir." Kalim visibly frowned.
"Well, what'd you say?"
"Obviously I said I'll think about it, in truth I don't want to." Kalim says as he takes a sip from his beer.
"So? Do you want to?"
"Honestly? No, I just don't like it there, let alone letting Amir stay there."
"Then don't go if you don't want to."
Kalim sighs, "If only it were that easy."
A brief silence befell them, they simply sat and watched the glorious moon upon them. What a truly beautiful sight it was.
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Everything has changed
FanfictionAbout 8 years after graduating from Night Raven College, Jamil comes back home to Silk City after a long journey. "Wait, Kalim has a kid?" Jamil curiously asked his sister. "You really didn't know what was happening here when you were gone were you...
