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@bastianzabinis
Bastian had been hiding. Of course he had. His secret revealed to everyone. He didn’t know why he’d thought himself invincible, that the Gossip Witches wouldn’t follow through on their threats. It was getting harder and harder to find corners of the castle where people wouldn’t find him, and he wiped his tears away when he heard someone approaching. “You shouldn’t be wandering the halls so late at night.”
bastian zabini ft. halloween costume - lucio
laurelcllivanders·:
It wasn’t a surprise Bash was catching up, he had longer legs and travelled faster that way, but Laurel was quick. It was one of the reasons she would’ve made a great seeker. When she realized she was winning she looked to him over her should, “Come on, you can do this! Don’t be discouraged by me and my mind-blowing skills.”
He laughed, still keeping a little bit of a distance behind her. “I can’t do it, Laur, you’re just too fast. I’m running out of breath already.” Bash grinned at his own dramatisation of how he was feeling.
laurelcllivanders·:
“You do not have to tell me twice!” Laurel grinned, reaching to grab another piece of french toast once the two had risen, before she bolted towards the stairs, “Race ya! Last one out the door’s a stale piece of toast!”
“Oh I know.” He laughed, rolling his eyes a little at her antics before running after her. She was fast, but he was taller, yet still he held back a little. He wanted her to win but not for her to realise he was going easy.
laurelcllivanders·:
Laurel giggled girlishly when he kissed her cheek, “Well that’s a relief. It certainly makes this whole situation a lot easier,” she teased, kissing his nose in return, “I love you too. Now let’s go celebrate, Head Boy! This whole day is about you.”
“Okay, okay, let’s go grab our brooms and we can play Quidditch.” He laughed, standing up from the floor and pulling her up with him.
laurelcllivanders·:
Laurel reached out and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, pulling him slightly towards her. “And now that I’ve got you in my grasp – I won’t ever let you go,” she added, pulling him even closer so she could kiss him once more.
“I don’t think I can really complain about that.” He murmured, kissing her back gently, cupping her cheek, pressed close to her. “I love you.”
laurelcllivanders:
Laurel pouted as he tipped her off of his lap. “Um rude. We’ve already confessed our undying love to one another – you can’t break up with me,” she dragged on dramatically, although she knew they were messing around.
“That was before I knew you were this cheesy.” He teased, laughing a little and getting down on the floor with her. “I guess I should have known you’d trap me.” Bastian laughed and kissed her cheek.
laurelcllivanders:
“This is going to sound majorly cheesy,” Laurel began, throwing her arms around his neck comfortably, “But you make me proud every day.”
He made a face, though his gaze was playful. “That was far too cheesy. We’re going to have to break up.” He told her, tipping her off his lap.
laurelcllivanders:
Laurel moved to crawl into his lap comfortably, “If you want to play some Quidditch, we’ll play Quidditch,” she agreed, kissing him softly before pulling away and just looking at him. Laurel sat there in a pregnant pause before speaking up again, “I’m so proud of you, Bash. I really am.”
He wrapped an arm securely around her waist as she settled in his lap, looking up at her with a slight smile, returning the kiss. He didn’t really care what they did as long as they did it together. “Thank you. I love knowing I’ve made you proud.”
laurelcllivanders:
“We would, wouldn’t we?” she smiled, breaking off some of her bread and popping it into her mouth. “So, how do you want to celebrate the news? You’re the damn Head Boy! That deserves a celebration.”
“One of the few things we’d actually excel at.” He teased with a slight laugh, leaning back in his chair. “I don’t know. We could play some Quidditch in the grounds, because that’s so unusual for us. When I tell my parents they’ll probably want to go out for dinner.”
laurelcllivanders:
“Perhaps,” Laurel teased. “Do they even have shows like that? Because we’d totally kill it!”
“If they don’t, then they should. We’d be amazing at it.” Bash laughed a little, smiling at her.
laurelcllivanders:
“Well then we’re definitely made for one another. I burn water – I’m a dreadful cook,” she giggled back. “Let’s make sure to never try and get on a cooking show, unless we totally want to embarrass ourselves.”
“Were you really doubting it up until this point?” He laughed, shaking his head and serving himself more food. “We could go on one of those ones where the point is to be bad?”
laurelcllivanders:
“Sounds incredible!” she admitted, helping herself to some of the food before plopping down beside him again. “Did you make all this?” Laurel asked.
“Yeah, I wish. The cook did.” He laughed, leaning back in his chair. “I can make french toast but I’d burn anything else I tried.” He was halfway through his breakfast already, having not wanted to wake her when he got up.
laurelcllivanders:
Laurel giggled as he kissed her nose, lingering by his face until she sat herself down again. “I meant to say it before – it smells amazing. What are we eating for breakfast?”
He chuckled, stroking her hair back gently. “There’s french toast. And some sausages and bacon.” Bash smiled, gesturing to the spread. “Help yourself.”
laurelcllivanders:
“Pfft, sure thing. Good luck saying no to me,” she teased, releasing one of her hands to poke his cheek before returning it into his. “You’re going to be amazing though, Bash. When you tell your parents at dinner they’re going to be overjoyed.”
“It’s unfortunate that you know that I can’t say no to you.” He teased, leaning in to kiss her nose. “Thank you. I think my mum is going to be really excited. But come on, sit down and eat some breakfast.”
laurelcllivanders:
Laurel couldn’t have lit up more. Suddenly she threw her arms up into the air, jumping in a circle before reaching forward and giving him a squeeze again, “I’m so proud of you!” She did another twirl before grabbing the seat beside him and sliding it closer, sitting in it so that she was facing him and holding onto his hands, “I am so so proud of you! I knew you could do it. I knew those people were crazy but sane enough to realize you’re the best for the job! My boyfriend is Head Boy,” Laurel got up from her seat and looked up to the ceiling, “Did you hear that? My boyfriend is the mother fucking Head Boy!” It was a relief his parents were out of the house for work, otherwise they most definitely would’ve heard Laurel’s shouting.
He laughed and smiled at her excitement, glad it was just them in the room, beaming at her. “I’m really proud of me too, honestly.” Bash chuckled, taking her hands. “Doesn’t mean I’ll let you get away with loads of crazy things.” He warned, though he was still grinning even as he said it. He knew he’d let her get away with pretty much anything.
laurelcllivanders:
“Good morning!” Laurel sang, making her way down the steps towards the kitchen. She had been staying with Bash for some of the summer and she was enjoying seeing where he lived and spending time with him. Picking up the scent of breakfast, she quickened her pace slightly, taking hold of the doorframe and swinging happily into the kitchen, Singing in the Rain style. She grinned as she caught sight of Bash’s back as he sat at the dining table. She ran up behind him, throwing her arms around his shoulders and kissing him on the cheek. “Good morning, Bash,” she repeated, glancing at what he had in his hands. A letter. “Bad news or good news?” Laurel asked, hoping her good mood hadn’t been insensitive towards whatever Bastian had read in the letter.
@bastianzabinis
He smiled as he heard her moving through the house, her voice meeting his ears, the letter in his hands. He was so glad to have her there with him, as much as his relationship with his parents was getting better, the amount they loved Laurel definitely made their company better. But at the moment, they were both out at work, just him and Laurel in the house. He grinned when he felt her arms around him, tilting his head back to look at her. “Good morning, mon chéri.” He hummed and folded the letter back up. “Good news. I’m Head Boy next year.”