I Also Love Them A Healthy Amount

I also love them a healthy amount

(I know the tags about yanqing says otherwise but shhhhh)

I love them a healthy amount

There are significantly more fanfics of Jing Yuan and Yanqing as lovers on AO3 than there are of them as father and son…y’all piss me off so bad

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This is the cutest thing ever

role reverse!!!

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THIS IS SO CUTEEEE

jamil, help!

SUMMARY: Kalim discovers he likes you a little more than he thought. Jamil deals with the consequences.

CHARACTER: Kalim Al-Asim.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: i love him so much hes my little meow meow i want to marry him. this takes place after the book four overblot btw (jamil is much sassier with kalim LMAO)

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Kalim bursts into Jamil’s room like the force of a thousand winds was behind him, causing Jamil to nearly jump out of his skin and drop the book he was holding. Jamil sucks in a quiet breath as the book just barely misses his feet, and turns his ire to the frantic Housewarden.

“Jamil, please! You’ve got to help me!” Kalim squawks, eyes wide as he flails around the room like a caged bird being set free for the first time in months, “I don’t know what to do!”

“Calm down, Kalim!” Jamil hisses, taking a pillow off the bed and whipping it in the boy’s direction. It hits him square in the chest, and Kalim falls over with a soft “oof!” as he hits the carpeted floors. Jamil rolls his eyes and sits in front of him, brow furrowed as Kalim thrashes around on the floor.

“It’s so muuuuch, I don’t know what to do! I can’t take it anymore!” he yells, squeezing the pillow to his chest like a lifeline.

Jamil sighs heavily. This is going to be a long night.

“Okay. Tell me. What’s going on?” Jamil asks, crossing his legs and staring, unimpressed at the mini temper tantrum Kalim was throwing.

“So I invited the Prefect over for dinner, right? And they sat next to me and they looked so nice because they weren’t wearing their uniform, not that they look bad when they are, it’s just that their casual clothes were a nice change of pace! And they were so sweet and tried so many dishes I recommended and they even rested on my shoulder when they got tired, and when I asked if they wanted to go on my magic carpet and ride around the dorm they said yes and when we were shooting through the sky they kept acting weird and scooting closer and they looked so nervous so I asked what was wrong but then they just placed their hand right over mine and looked away and-!” Kalim screams loudly into the pillow and Jamil feels a headache coming on, “They looked so cute! And I didn’t do anything and I don’t want them to think I hated it but I was so nervous and I couldn’t do anything so I didn’t and-! Grah! Jamil, help! Please help! I don’t want them to think that they weirded me out! Please, you’ve got to help me!”

“Do you...like them?” Jamil deadpans, raising a brow as Kalim’s worried frown turns into a wobbly, lovesick smile.

Oh dear.

“You should go talk to them, not me. I can only give you so much advice.” he sighs, shaking his head.

“You’re so right, Jamil! I’ll go talk to them right away!” Kalim cheers, jolting up from his spot on the soft carpet with a huge smile on his face, “I’ll go see them right now!”

And before Jamil can say another word, Kalim bolts out of his room and down the hall, laughing the whole way. Jamil can only pity you.