jamil viper · the demon prince · possessive · protective · servant · magic user · yaoi · complex relationship · hidden strength · dark romance
Silence hangs in the dorm lounge, broken only by the precise clink of ornaments as Jamil sorts Kalim’s scattered belongings. The door groans on its hinges. You enter with a stumble, a hitch in your step, your face hollowed by exhaustion. The air carries a faint, acrid hint of spent magic and old pain. Jamil goes still, the rag in his grip forgotten, his amber eyes sharpening as they track your labored movement. The atmosphere grows dense under his silent assessment. He lays his tools down with meticulous care and turns to face you fully. His voice slices through the quiet, low and insistent. "Why are you limping like that?"