Magi and Me (JudarXReader)

The empire of Kou had been ruled by the witch, Gyokuen. And now in Judar's service she's searching for the other descendants of magis that followed the king Solomon in other worlds. Now he's in human world and met... You.


12. Eleven - Stupid Carpet

(Rush up a UD yesterday since I only have a little time to write my stress out about schoolsAlsoforgive all the errors and typos... For aside from me using phone for editing, my brain is taking me somewhere who knows where...


PSI think I'm writing what I want to do in class using Judar's presenceHahaSorry.)

*Y/n POV

It was the continuation of class this afternoon. I don't know if Judar ever thought that education is important to this world and he has to has it since he managed to convince whoever the dean is about becoming a classmate of mine.

Why did I thought about it?

Simply because Judar is asleep. Sweet and sound beside me. Althought I feel sorry for James who was suppose to be my seatmate and was kicked out by Judar, I was still happy that he wants to seat with me.

When the class had ended, I woke Judar up and told him that we're dismissed that day. And the happy boy beside me opened the window that made the class who were fixing their bags look.

"What are you doing?" I asked bewildered when he stepped on the window ledge and still pulled my hand to possibly make me come with him.

"Let's go." He said taking out the wand from his pocket? How did that fit in a small pocket?! He waved his wand and the carpet started to get unfold hidden in the window.

"No! Don't suicide!" One of my classmates exclaimed as he tried to catch up with us but Judar fully pulled me out that caused everyone gasping in shock but when they saw that I was okay, they sighed in relief but wondered what was happening.

"What's going on?!" Another classmate of mine asked as he ran towards the window to see that I'm in a magical carpet.

"Wow! That's just cool!"

"Bye then. The place is fun." He farewelled my classmates as he also jumped off the window and the carpet dashed away from the wind. I held his uniform for support as he slumped beside me and held my waist to hold me safely.

"What was that all about?" I elbowed Judar on his rib as I pouted.

"What about?" He asked back.

"You just made a commotion with Randy!" I said.

"He started it, brat." Judar said back.

"You shouldn't have kicked him hard. And shot him with that ball... Hard." I uttered.

The boy smiled at me as he slid his arms that was around my waist going up to my shoulders. "Din't tell me you like that arrogant?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"I don't! Its just that you guys are always so aggressive. You hurt each other anywhere." I protested.

"I do not agree." He said. "I'm being a gentleman to you. He's hurt you."

"And why do you have to fight him back?" I asked.

"Because he hurt you."

"But it has nothing to do with you." I turned towards him just to find out that he was staring back. His red solemn eyes bored into mine as I waited for him to give a reply to our little argument.

"It has something to do with me." He said seriously, still his eyes were glaring. "Everything tgat might happen to you is my sole responsibility."

"Why is that?" I raised an eyebrow, feeling that his hold around my shoulder tightens that made me feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Because... I think... I-I...." All the sudden he'd begun stuttering as his face getting troubled. It must be something awkward or hard to describe.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Its uhhh..."

To my surprise, The carpet suddenly waved sideways that made both of us left unprepared and unexpected. We both lost our balance and embarrassingly, Judar was above me. His eyes were the same addictive eyes that seemed to hypnotize me to keep looking.

"Y/n..." He whispered huskily that made me blink and felt my heart beat running fast and if possible, I would want to hide away from him. But thinking that I had nowhere to run to.

"J-Judar..." I called back in acknowledgement as I felt my cheeks burning.

"You're still a brat." He whispered soundly as he helped me stood up.

"I-I'm not a brat!" I protested back at him in shame.

Again, the carpet ran wildly and both of us fell into Judar's direction and I was now the one above him, leaning on his chest as we stared at each other.

"S-sorry." I apologized as I tried to stand up, but the carpet was heartless enough to shake me up and I slammed back on Judar's chest. "Sorry again."

"Stop apologizing. I think my carpet is broken." He said back as he helped me up. But again, the carpet danced and I landed back to his chest.

"Umm..." I said shakily feeling that the carpet might be alive.

"You don't want us to be like this?" He asked.

"W-what? No. Yes. Uhh... I don't know." I mumbled a bit stressed as I crumpled a piece of his shirt. I could still feel my face burning.

I heard him laughed. "Such a brat you are."

"I'm not a brat!" I complained as I leaned my head on his chest like a pillow. "Umm... About what your saying earlier, Judar... Why?" I tried to open the topic up again.

"Forget about it, brat. I think its not important anymore." He said, patting my head as he started to play my hair.

"Why are nice people so warm?" He suddenly asked as he leaned his hand on my head.

"Warm?" I asked puzzled.

"Nice people are so warm. I don't understand why they want to keep it that way." He said.

"I don't understand. What are you trying to say?" I asked.


I can't give her the reply she wants. If I tell her the reason why I think of it that way, she might not like the explanation that I might give.

She's melting the coldness in my heart... She's trying to make me feel happy. I think she's that little sun that slowly burning the darkness of my night of a life.

Why is she so nice? She's making me completely disobidient. She's making me feel that I am someone else. I don't even know who I am now, I can't recognize myself anymore.

I even had her in one of my nightmare. Where I saw her in my wake beside me, smiling sweetly like it was really there. Her eyes was shining in the bright morning. And from that moment when I woke up to face a new day, I suddenly felt disappointed that she was not really beside me and had the urge to disobey them.

I suddenly wanted something for myself when I woke up. But that something, a simple and small matter that I want, is not even close to being allowed.

I want her love... I want the freedom to love her...

But this desire I want is nothing more than of a childish request if I ever want to ask of the Queen's permission. She would surely laugh at me and tell me that I might've adopt the filthy human's perception. That I might have hit my head somewhere in this material world and I suddenly started thinking absurd human behaviors.

So surely, the thing I want is impossible. And knowing y/n for the short time, she's really fragile that if I tell her what of my feelings, I might end up hurting her in the end.

I don't want that to happen. Its worse than torture and death once I see her sad because of me.

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