"SPLASH"
With a splash, Jamil accidentally fell into the swimming pool.
When Deamil saw this, he immediately reached out his hand to grab Jamil, but Jamil's hand slipped from his grasp. In the end, Jamil fell completely into the pool.
The moment Deamil realized what had happened, he didn't waste a second—he jumped into the pool after him.
After entering the water, Deamil tried to steady his vision to find Jamil, but everything was blurry. The pool was 11 feet deep, which made it even harder to locate him.
and when Deamil sees this, he reached out his hand to grab Jamil's hand, but Jamil's hand got slipped by Deamil's hand
Still, Deamil didn't stop. He swam deeper. Thanks to the lights under the pool, he could at least distinguish shapes from the surroundings.
As he went deeper, worry filled him and he is going crazy, but there was nothing he could do except keep swimming.
Suddenly, right in front of his eyes, he saw something white approaching him.
As it came closer, he realized it was a person—signaling with a thumbs-up, indicating that he was fine.
It was Jamil.
And Jamil knew how to swim.
when Deamil sees Jamil is safe he feels like something warm and comfortable is spreading through his chest
Jamil then points his index finger upward, and Deamil nods in response.
After that, both of them begin swimming upward side by side.
With two simultaneous splashes, their heads emerge from the water.
Of course, it is Jamil and Deamil.
As Jamil catches his breath, he suddenly notices Deamil swimming toward him with a worried expression.
after seeing Deamil's worried face Jamil feel something familiar feeling, which is not new for him, but something is special about it, but Jamil didn't want to find the reason behind this feeling because he is not worthy of this kind of feeling, that's why Jamil refuse to pay any other second to this beautiful feeling which is lingering inside him
With a neutral expression, he watches Deamil come closer. Just as Deamil is about to touch his shoulder, Jamil avoids his hand.
When Deamil notices this, he feels unexpectedly vulnerable. A thought crosses his mind—Is Jamil hurt somewhere?
Seeing that expression on Deamil's face, Jamil opens his mouth to explain, but before he can say anything, Deamil bombards him with questions:
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Don't tell me water went into your nose. Let's go to the hospital—"
"Ahh… ahh… ahhh…"
Jamil suddenly starts laughing.
Hearing his laughter, Deamil comes out of his panic. When he looks at Jamil, he freezes
when Deamil asked Jamil is he ok or is he hurt somewhere, but Jamil didn't say anything and Deamil think Jamil is really hurt so he is going to take him hospital but suddenly he hear Jamil is laughing
the Jamil he likes always looks gorgeous but right now he looks heavenly or almost unreal
drop of water is dripping from his black hairs and black eyebrow, from his forehead, from his nose tip from his beautiful earlobe which is enough tempting for Deamil to bite them and leave a mark to prove his ownership on Jamil
if this is all to compliment Deamil might not froze but Jamil's black eye and his black eyelashes in sun's presence shines with extreme purity which can even purify a devil's black heart
but the most tempting or magnificent feature on his face is his damp red lips which is complementing perfectly with his golden skin in sunlight, his lips is this much tempting even sunlight cannot stop its own self to cherish them
in short words--- in front of Deamil his beautiful world--- is laughing.
which do not leave any other option for Deamil to wish 'I HOPE THIS MOMENT NEVER PASS'
when Jamil is laughing suddenly, he feels someone's intense gaze, so he stopped laughing.
and sees Deamil who is in front of him with less than 1meter gap between then is staring intensely at him like he will make a hole on his face
To break the moment, Jamil scoops some water in his hand and splashes it onto Deamil's face.
Startled, Deamil blinks and says, "What happened?"
Jamil replies politely, "Sir, we should get out of the pool."
"Ah… yes. Yes," Deamil answers.
They both swim toward the poolside chairs.
Jamil climbs out first, followed by Deamil.
Without looking at him, Deamil grabs the last towel and hands it to Jamil.
"Dry your hair first, Jamil," he says.
Jamil takes the towel and begins drying his hair, closing his eyes as he does
At that moment, Deamil glances at him after giving towel to him
Deamil feels a wave of heat all over his body
in front of Deamil
Jamil is standing in soaked cloths which is clinging to him
Jamil is wearing a white shirt but now it is wet that's why Deamil can clearly see his BaBy pink nipples which is driving him crazy, he wants to lick them, suck them, tease them, and Jamil's tummy hole is also visible which is like an open invitation for Deamil to bury his tongue in that hole
From Deamil's prospective this hole is not in god's fate to even take a glimpse at it but now not only he is seeing Jamil's tummy hole but his BaBy pink nipples also
"Deamil!" Jamil suddenly calls out.
Startled, Deamil snaps out of his thoughts and sees Jamil searching through his bag.
Jamil quickly takes out a handkerchief and gently presses it under Deamil's nose.
Only then does Deamil realize—
his nose is bleeding.
After wiping his nose, Deamil takes a look at the handkerchief.
Yes, it is the same handkerchief he gives Jamil at the bar.
When Jamil sees Deamil looking at the handkerchief, he says,"Oh… it is the same handkerchief you gave me that day at the bar. I bring it today because I want to return it to you."
Deamil replies, "Then, thank you."
After a few seconds of silence, Deamil speaks,"Let's first go inside and change clothes. Then we will continue our conversation."
Jamil nods.
Then both of them go inside the house.
When they reach the hall in front of the stairs, Deamil says,"Go to the first room on the left. I will bring clothes."
Jamil says, "Okay, thank you."
Deamil replies, "It's okay."
After that, Jamil goes upstairs to the first room on the left.
Deamil calls AK, orders something, and then also goes upstairs to the first room on the right—or rather, the room opposite Jamil's.
…
In the left room,
Jamil enters the room.
Inside, everything is either white or beige—the bed, sofa, coffee table, and wardrobe. A balcony is also attached to the room.
Jamil doesn't touch anything and thinks, "Let's change quickly before I get cold."
Technically, it is early summer, but the chance of catching a cold is still high.
Jamil goes straight into the bathroom. After taking off his clothes, he starts taking a shower.
Jamil showers as if he is not only washing his body but also washing away his unnecessary feelings and thoughts.
After a full twenty-five minutes, Jamil comes out of the bathroom with a bathrobe wrapped around him.
Suddenly, his eyes fall on the bed, where a navy-blue shirt lies along with a beige-colored trouser.
This makes Jamil think that Deamil might have come into the room. He might have knocked, but when Jamil didn't respond, he must have left the clothes on the bed.
Then I should hurry and get dressed, he thinks.
After ten minutes,
Jamil comes out of the room wearing the navy-blue shirt with its sleeves folded twice and beige trousers. He looks surprised because the clothes fit him perfectly.
After observing himself, he goes downstairs. When he turns his head to the left, he sees a magnificent dining table, and at the head chair, Deamil is already sitting.
Deamil notices Jamil's presence, stands up from his chair, and says,"Let's eat something first. Then we will talk about my condition—and please don't refuse me, okay?"
When Jamil hears this, he wants to protest, but Deamil's last words catch him off guard. With a nod, he walks straight toward the dining table.
As Jamil is about to pull out a chair, Deamil quickly pulls one out for him, right next to his own.
Seeing this, Jamil says, "Ah, thank you."
Deamil replies, "My pleasure."
As they both sit down, three maids come out of the kitchen behind Deamil.
The maids are wearing gloves, masks, and have their hair neatly tied so that not even a single strand falls into the food.
Out of the three, two maids start arranging the food, while the third one, who looks older, directs them very precisely.
After arranging the food, the two maids return to stand beside the older maid. Then all three bow their heads, but only the older maid speaks:
"If there is anything you need, just call us. We will take our leave now. Enjoy your meal, Master and dear guest."
After the maids leave,
Deamil says, "Please, start."