𓍯𓂃 ᵗʰᵉ 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 ... 𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗

ㅤ ㅤㅤ𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯 ╱ 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 .

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Shruggs, keeping his voice low so the History of Magic doesn't hear them, leaning in to look at him with a big bright smile. ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛⠀You've been smiling all class and Remus just dropped his ink all over his book and hasn't even +

( fingers curling as he settles his hands around sirius's neck, he's kissing back, still hesitant, but getting used to it, he tugs sirius closer, he's wanted to do this for /so/ long, but he's always been scared, of ruining this— them, he's still worried )

( his arms slowly, hesitantly wrap around sirius's neck ) like this? ( he whispered, suddenly self conscious, he knows sirius has kissed people before, is more experienced than he is, and it makes him slightly worried, what if he was doing it all wrong? )

( oh . 𝒐𝒉. ) ( he melted into it after the initial shock, not knowing what to do with his hands, so they're resting awkwardly at his sides )

( flushing in /embarrassment/ ) don't make me say it

look I've never—

did I say i didn't want to do it?

immediatly frowning and scrunching all her face. “what do you want ?”

oh — ( he was serious? he thought he was /joking/ okay, everything is grand, he's calm as he steps near him )

for FUCK'S SAKE. is it christmas again ?? already ??

. . . fine ( internally freaking out )

why ten though?

quietly sat in a corner by herself, open book on her laps and her chin in her palm — absentmindly staring at the christmas tree.