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"What the holy jelly?" you say as you look at the petit Ja'far sitting in the couch.

“How did THIS happen?!" you ask while signaling the little boy, who stands up and walks closer to you.

"Well... I was trying to cast a spell to reduce stress and maybe stop him from working so much but... It ended up with him like this..." says Yamraiha with concern washed over her face.

"He looks so stupid!!!" laughs Sharrkan while pointing at the boy standing in front of him.

It didn't take long before tiny Ja'far had his eyes filled with tears.

As the little boy starts crying everyone turns to glare at Sharrkan, but nothing had prepared him for the look you give him.

As he sees your usually shiny cheerful (e/c) eyes turn into a dark shade of the color he knew he had fu**** up.

"You are really the worse..." says Yamraiha.

"You made him cry, have you no soul?" comments Sinbad.

"Sharrkan you are such an idiot..." says Pisti, who had just arrived with the basket of groceries.

"You are so dead", you whisper loud enough for him to get shivers down his back.

You walk up to the freckled boy and reach your hand to his hair, petting his head softly after kneeling down.

“It's fine, Ja'far, don't listen to him, he is just an idiot" you say while smiling and hugging him. The boy stops crying a little after and only soft sobs could he heard.

"(y/n)..."he called your name, almost in a whisper.

"Yes?"

"Do you want to play outside with me?" he asks a little nervous while looking at the floor.

"Sure!" you say, taking his tiny hand and standing up.

//His personality is completely different... even from when he was a kid...// you think while walking with him to the garden.

When the two of you get there you turn your head and notice he has a small smile plastered in his face, not being able to hold back a smile of your own.

"So, what do you want to play?"

"Let's play tag!" he chimes.

"All right!" you say and as soon as you do Ja'far ran away.

You stand there, slightly dumbfounded that the child  a is as fast as his adult self. It seemed like you'll once more thank for training.

The two of you continue to play as the hours go by, at first alone but, eventually, the rest of the generals joined.

By the time you were all exhausted, well, except Masrur, it was already getting dark outside.

"(y/n)-nee..."

You hear someone call and turn to see Aladdin walking to you.

"Yes?" you ask while struggling to catch your breath.

“Can you cook a lot of food?, I feel I might die" he says dramatically.

"Yeah, please, (y/n)" says Alibaba as he crawls next to the bluenette.

“Okay, okay, I will" you say with a big smile.

You were know to be an awesome cook, you could give almost everything an amazing taste, except for Morgiana's food...that was impossible.

You walk towards the kitchen, not noticing you are being followed.

When you arrive you pick out the ingredients needed to prepare dinner, humming a random tune as you comb your hair out of the way.

"(y/n)"

You turn around and find Ja'far standing by the corner.

"Oh, Ja'far,what's the matter?" You ask sweetly.

"I was t-thinking may- maybe I can- ummm I can help you, can I?" he asks shyly, slightly flustered when he meets your eyes. You just hold in a prolongated 'aww'.

//Cute// you think as he looks at you with a worried expression.

"Of course! Come here!" and with that said, you start preparing dinner.

It took a while but the two of you eventually get it done, serving it only to find out it didn't last much in the table before everyone served themselves.

After everyone was done and said their goodnights, each one headed back to their respective rooms, most deciding to take a bath. You included.

Once out of the shower you quickly dry your hair and step outside your room, quietly walking through the halls before stopping in front of Ja'far's room door.

With a small smile you softly knock two times, waiting a couple seconds before the little one opens the door.

“Hi, Ja'far, I just wanted to check on you before going to sleep” you say.

“(Y/n)...” the green eyed whimpers much to your confusion.

“What is it, dear?”   

"Can I sleep with you?"

You look at him, concerned.

“ Is there any reason why?"

"I'm scared, there’s thunder..." he quietly replies, and he was right, the soon to start storm could be heard from the distance.

"Sure, It's fine, come here" you say as you pick him up and head back to your room.

The boy lightly hugs your neck as you close your room door behind you, walking up to the bed and carefully laying him down before sitting in bed.

After pulling the covers and getting comfortable you lay down by his side.

“Goodnight, Ja'far” you say with a soft smile.

“Goodnight, (y/n)-” he starts but is soon interrupted by the storm outside the palace, causing him to flinch slightly.

The boy crawls under the many blankets and reaches you, hugging you while shaking and burying his face in your neck.

You calmly hug him back, running your hands through his white locks in an attempt to sooth him.

“It's okay, I'm here with you” you comfort him, eventually feeling him drift into sleep.

After smiling a bit you close your eyes, soon falling asleep as well.

You're awaken by the sunlight straight in your face, your senses slowly coming back to you as you hear giggles.

With a small grunt your eyes flutter open, landing on the Sindrian king, the generals and three particular teens.

As your eyes scan through them in confusion you notice they are all either giggling, blushing, smirking or looking away in solidarity. You frown in confusion.

“What is it?” You ask, growing concerned.

As you try to stand up you feel yourself unable to move much, turning down to see a twenty five year old Ja'far with his arms wrapped around your body.

It takes you a couple minutes to realize your situation.

"WHAAAAAAA!" you scream and jump out of your bed, tripping and falling butt first against the cold floor.

Ja'far wakes up, startled by the sudden movement and scream.

The former assassin sits up and looks around frantically, his eyes finally landing on you.

"(y/n)?..." he asks in confusion, finally looking at the bedroom and realizing it's not his own.

"WHAT THE FU-?!" he exclaims, jumping out of bed as well, landing on the contrary side.

"I-I.." you start but feel turning redder than Spartos hair.

"I CAN EXPLAIN!!!!" you yell as you run out of your room, most of the 'public’ exploding in laughter while others low-key pity you.

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After a couple minutes of searching around the palace, Ja'far finally spots you hiding in a corner of the living room.

“Hey, (y/n)...” he mutters while looking away in embarrassment.

“Y-yes?” you ask, failing to fight back the blush that dusts your cheeks.

“I heard what happened yesterday… thanks and.. I'm sorry” he says while blushing as well.

“It's fine” you reply and smile at him.

He smiles back at you and kisses your forehead.

“I love you, (y/n)”

“I love you too, Ja'far”

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