fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’
loveee reading multiple fics by the same author and seeing little nods and references among them like yes! this is a multiverse to me!!!! i giggle and squeal everytime i catch a reference!!!!!!!!
Something that pains me is the need to go read a fanfic that doesn't exist. A fanfic only I am able to read in my head, and I wish to actually go read it and see what happens next, but that is literally up to me. And I hate this. I hate how I have to be the one to create it. Why me?! Why can't someone have a very similar idea and it be finished?
A/N: Hey, guys! It's been a few days (almost a week) since I posted. Here's a little something I've been working on. I'm quite proud of it. The perfect amount of angst and fluff. Hope you guys enjoy! Click here to check out my other Bill x Reader fic, All Too Well.
Song: Illicit Affairs - Taylor Swift
Part Two
Word Count: 3,155
Warnings: Cheating, crying, mention of "shagging" (just the word used), kissing, saying goodbye, fluff, angst.
"Look," He said softly, brushing the hair away from your face, tucking a strand behind your ear, "It's… complicated…"
You shook your head, "How is it complicated, Bill? I'm in love with you."
"Kid…"
"Don't call me kid!" You exclaimed, your whole body shaking as tears began spilling down your cheeks. Your fists were clenched by your sides as Bill wrapped his arms around you.
After debating whether or not to return the embrace, you felt yourself leaning into his chest as he stroked your hair. His button-up was stained with your tears, but you couldn't care less. Clinging onto him, you allowed the tears to fall, not caring who saw or heard them. And Bill held you, shushing you softly, before lifting you into his arms and carrying you to bed.
Holding you in one arm, Bill pulled back your quilt, setting you down onto the mattress, pulling the fabric back up over you.
By the time your head hit the pillow, you were fast asleep, your chest rising steadily as you sunk into the sheets. Bill climbed into bed beside you, opting to stay above the covers, his hand sliding up and down your side until he was sure you wouldn't wake up.
When you woke up a few hours later, you couldn't bring yourself to open your eyes. Because deep down, you knew he was gone. You could feel it. The emptiness of your bed without him. Your heart ached for him to be back with you, so you did the only thing you knew how to do: you shut down. Burying your head into your pillow, you allowed your sobs to take control over you. But you kept your eyes closed. You knew that if you opened them, you'd see what was right in front of you: an empty space.
Bill walked up the steps of The Burrow, waving his wand and muttering "alohamora" to open the door. Once inside, he slipped out of his cloak, placing it in the closet by the living room. Slipping off his shoes, he made his way up the creaky steps to his room. But he seemed to have forgotten one important detail: he wasn't alone.
Before he could even reach his room, Fred and George appeared before him, pretending to check an imaginary watch and shaking their heads.
"You're late, Billy." Fred said, placing his hands on his hips.
George snickered, "I didn't think Fleur would be the type to keep you out all night."
When Bill didn't respond, Fred let out a gasp, "Unless…"
"You weren't with Fleur." George finished, casting a glance to his twin before shoving his older brother in his room.
Once the three Weasley's were crammed inside Bill's bedroom, the twins ushered their brother to the bed, forcing him to sit.
"Mind telling us what's going on, Billy?" Fred asked, tapping his foot, "Fleur's a very beautiful girl, what is she- one thirty-forth Veela?"
"No, Freddie, a quarter Veela." George smirked, nudging his brother in the ribs.
Fred grinned, "Even better!"
Bill rolled his eyes, "Are you guys done yet?"
"Not until you tell us what's going on."
"Nothing's going on," The eldest Weasley hissed, "And if something were, it wouldn't concern either of you."
Fred raised his brows, "You see, Bill, it does. Because we know exactly what's been happening. You can thank our newest invention for that. An extendable ear. Quite handy, if I do say so myself."
Bill's eyes widened, "What exactly do you know?"
"Oh, no, we're keeping that to ourselves. No need for you to know."
"None of your concern," George quipped, earning a laugh from his brother.
"Tell me!" Bill screamed, his eyes filled with anger, "So help me Godric if you two don't tell me what you know-"
Fred held his hands up, "Woah, woah, Billy, no need to be so hostile."
"We're not telling you anything until you 'fess up. So go ahead and tell us about your little lady friend."
He sighed, laying back on his bed, "You won't give up, will you?"
"Nope," They answered, sitting on the edge of his bed, "Go on, Billy, tell us."
Bill watched as you waved your wand, sending a blast of fire towards a practice dummy, sending it flying back. A smile spread on his face as you turned towards him, excitedly grinning from ear to ear. Before either of you knew what you were doing, your arms were wrapped around one another, holding each other in a tight embrace.
"You were fantastic, Y/N!' Bill exclaimed, pulling away from the hug, "I reckon we'll be breaking through that cursed ice in no time."
"You really think so?" You asked, gazing up at him through your lashes, feeling the heat on your cheeks.
He nodded, taking your shoulders in his hands and craning his head to be at eye level with you, "You're going to do great things, kid."
"Bill!" You exclaimed, rushing over to him to break him free from the ice. His freckled face was turning blue, ice beginning to crawl up his throat.
"Incendio!" You shouted, waving your wand. The ice surrounding him broke away, leaving a shivering Bill who rushed towards you, pressing an innocent kiss to the top of your head as you apologized.
He let out a breathy laugh, rubbing his arms up and down to warm himself, "I'm alright, kid."
"Are you sure?" You asked, voice quivering as you looked him up and down.
Nodding, Bill smiled, "I'm more worried about you, honestly."
"What about me?"
"It's not important, let's get this ice under control, yeah?"
"You never told us you got trapped in ice!" Fred huffed, his forehead creased, "That would've been so much fun!"
"Believe me, it was not."
George smirked, "But you had someone to warm you up…"
"George! She was twelve!"
He held up his hands in mock defeat, "Continue…"
"In our third year, I told her about this girl I liked. Her name was Emily. I claimed to be in love with her, so I tasked Y/N with asking her if I had any chance with her."
You clenched your fist, brows furrowed in anger as Emily mocked the Weasley family.
"The Weasley's may be good-looking, but that's about the only thing they're good for," Emily snorted, "They don't have money or manners, and there's too many of them to keep track of for my liking. Honestly-"
"Shut it!" You hissed, stomping your foot into the ground, "The Weasley's are the kindest, most welcoming Wizarding Family I've ever met, and I won't take you dragging their name through the ground! Bill Weasley is a better wizard than you'll ever be. He's kind, he's smart, and talented, and he certainly wouldn't disrespect another family! You don't deserve him, Emily!"
She raised her brows, "Maybe he doesn't deserve me."
"He doesn't deserve to be treated badly by you," Anger flared in your eyes as you spoke, "You're just jealous that he's too good for you."
Emily stuck her nose up, "So be it, I wasn't interested anyway."
The two of you walked separate ways, with her heading towards The Three Broomsticks to gossip and you stomping away with your arms crossed, determined to reveal Emily's true colors to Bill.
But unbeknownst to you, he had heard the whole exchange. Although he was devastated that Emily had broken his heart, he was disappointed that she had disrespected his family, but he couldn't help being proud of you for standing up for him. In that moment, his heart beat faster. You and him… Could it… but he shook the thoughts out of his head. No, it couldn't.
As soon as Charlie sauntered into The Three Broomsticks, a model of a dragon clutched in his hands, Bill knew he had made a mistake. Your eyes lit up upon seeing the second-born Weasley brother, and you extended your hand.
Charlie looked down at you awkwardly, shaking your hand with three fingers, "Charlie Weasley."
"My younger brother." Bill interupted, tapping his foot aggressively on the floor.
"Y/N L/N." You smiled, returning your hand to your lap.
As Bill watched you and Charlie talk among yourselves, he was hit with a pang of jealousy. So he threw back butterbeer, hoping the sweet flavor would wash over him and throw his jealousy out the window. But it didn't. It got worse. And all he could do was sit there and watch it happen.
"You're telling me that Y/N had the hots for Charlie?" Fred questioned, staring down at his brother.
Bill groaned, "She swears she didn't, that she doesn't, but in the moment, I got ahead of myself. I was beyond jealous and I couldn't bring myself to realize why."
"Oh, Billy, you're in deep." Fred laughed.
George let out a sigh, "Keep going, Billy, we don't have all night."
You chewed at your bottom lip, standing before Bill with your hands clasped behind your back. Your eyes were stinging with tears at the thought of saying goodbye to one of your closest friends. You had known this day would come, but you hadn't been prepared for it.
"Bill, I-" But you were cut off when his arms wrapped around you, enveloping you in a bone-crushing hug. You placed your hands on his bag, tears spilling onto his robes as he rubbed circles into your back.
"Y/N, can I be honest?" He asked, his cheeks a shade of pink.
Nodding, he continued, "Out of all the friends I've made here at Hogwarts, I think I'm going to miss you the most."
"Bill, I'm going to miss you, too," You said through the tears.
He pressed a thumb to your cheek, wiping the droplets away before they could fall down your face.
"You'll visit, won't you?" You asked, "In Hogsmeade?"
"I'll be there," Bill smiled, "But only if you promise to visit the Burrow."
You nodded, a sad smile on your face, "I promise."
Bill looked behind him, watching as students moved towards the exit. Looking back at you, he pressed a kiss to your head, "I'll see you around, kid."
"See you…"
Your heart broke a bit that day, watching him walk away. But nothing could prepare you for what would happen years later.
Walking into Defense Against the Dark Arts, you felt a flutter in your chest. For the first time in nearly a year, you'd be able to see Bill Weasley- and you couldn't be happier.
You walked in with a slight skip in your step, Charlie trailing behind you.
Upon pushing the door open, a certain ginger smiled at you, "Miss me, kid?"
Rushing towards him, you practically knocked him to the ground, "More than you know."
It wasn't until Charlie cleared his throat as other students began piling in that the two of you broke away from your embrace, looking nervously in opposite directions.
"Now that the reunion's out of the way, we can move on to the big question: What are you doing here?"
As Bill began explaining, you couldn't help but notice the empty space on his robe. He didn't have his prefect badge anymore. Not that he would, having graduated, but it made your heart sink even further in your chest. Things were changing, too fast.
Turning around, you saw a familiar ginger standing behind you, his hair swaying by his shoulders. Within seconds of seeing your face, he was stumbling towards you like a child in Honeydukes, gripping his father's hand and leading him towards you.
After seeing a knowing look on his father's face, Bill let go and cleared his throat, "Y/N, this is my father, Arthur Weasley."
"Bill," You laughed, "We've met."
Turning to Arthur, you smiled, "It's good to see you again, Mr. Weasley."
"Good to see you, too, Miss Y/N."
"So what are you doing here?" Bill asked, searching your eyes for an answer.
You sighed, shaking your head, "It's a long story that I'll explain later. Now, I've got to convince them to allow me in without credentials."
"We can vouch for you, if you'd like." Bill offered, a dreamy smile on his face.
"Almost forgot she came over on holiday." Fred said, crossing his legs, "She was stunning then, I want to know how she looks now."
Bill grumbled, "She's too old for you, Fred."
"And according to you, too young for you." George quipped, turning to face his brother, "So, tell me, Billy, how exactly did you end up where you are now? You've got the job, you've got a girl, but you keep going back to her. Why?"
It had been four years since you had seen Bill Weasley. And now, seeing him walk into the conference room, cuts littering his arms, you couldn't help but take it all in. He had a fang hanging from one year, his ginger hair was combed back, and he was dressed far nicer than you had remembered.
Once his eyes met yours, he made his way towards you, slipping into a seat beside you as one of the Head Auror rambled on about protecting Gringotts.
The two of you stole small glances at one another during the meeting, which seemed to last for ages. When it was all said and done, your chairs were mere inches away from each other, your hand slipped in his. It was innocent. At least, that's what you kept telling yourself.
It wasn't until you started getting frequent owls from Bill that you started wondering if the two of you had something more.
Your first kiss had happened fast. Bill was going on about Gringotts and how little budgeting they had, on the brink of hyperventilation, when you had pressed a kiss to his lips. You hadn't expected him to lean into it, but you had been wrong. Before either of you knew what was happening, you were pushed up against your desk as he deepened the kiss, your hands running through his hair as he held your face in his hands.
When he had pulled away, he muttered a small goodbye and left without another word.
Not even a month later, he was galivanting around Diagon Alley with Fleur Delacour on his arm.
When you saw Bill a few months later, you could hardly be in the same room as him, let alone look at him. He kept waiting for you to meet his gaze, so he could ask you to speak with him privately, but you never did.
It was until the meeting was over that he barred you from leaving, begging for you to hear him out.
You told him he had a minute to state his case and then you were leaving.
So he used that minute as best he could, "I'm in love with you, Y/N. I always have been. Granted, it took me a while to figure it out, and an even longer time to admit it, but I can't not be with you. We make sense, kid. So few things make sense."
He allowed you to process the words. And next thing you knew, you were kissing him all over again. You knew it was wrong- he was with Fleur. But in that moment you didn't care. He loved you like you loved him. And that was all that mattered.
So when a few months later, he hadn't called things off with her, you were starting to get nervous. You hated the secrecy and betrayal of it all. You felt bad for Fleur, you ached for his company, and you felt sick thinking about the two of them together.
"So are you going to call it off?" George asked with a sigh.
"I dunno," Bill admitted, "I love Y/N more than anything. But I'm scared I'll screw it up again."
Fred rolled his eyes, "You already have. You're shagging the both of them!"
"Fred," Bill warned, "Not now."
"All I'm saying is that you have more history with Y/N. Mum likes her more, anyway. You're her golden child, she'd want you to marry her."
"We're not getting into marriage right now, Fred."
He nodded, "Exactly, not now. But Fleur's a beautiful woman, too, and she'll be waiting for a proposal. You can't keep seeing the both of them. No wonder Y/N's a mess. She's having to share you. And poor Fleur doesn't even know! Look, I'm a bit of an arse-"
"A bit?" Bill interupted, receiving a glare from his brother.
"But I wouldn't do that to a girl. Any girl. Make it right, Bill."
The twins left shortly after, leaving their words behind. Bill layon his bed, staring up at his ceiling and then at his nightstand. A picture of you was haphazardly framed on the top, a bright smile on your face as you drank butterbeer.
He had to make a decision, and he had to make one fast.
How do the HPHM characters find out MC has a crush on them? (Hogwarts Mystery Headcanons) - Part 2
Part 2: Barnaby, Charlie, Bill and Jae
This is the first time I write something for Jae Kim, so it might not be too good.
I hope you will enjoy this part too :)
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Barnaby Lee
When you looked up the word ‘oblivious’ in the dictionary, you wouldn’t be surprised if they put Barnaby’s picture next to the definition. No matter how much you would show Barnaby you liked him, he wouldn’t notice it. You wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t notice how much you liked him even if you spelt it out for him.
Barnaby just didn’t think anything about what you did, besides the fact he liked spending time with you. He was really happy when you spent more time with him. He enjoys your presence and would probably look for you to spend time with him too.
Lately, he noticed you weren’t spending as much time as you used to do. It was like you were avoiding him. He just didn’t understand why you would suddenly be avoiding him. At first, you began spending much more time with him and then you suddenly avoided him. Did he say something wrong? Had he hurt you by accident?
Maybe someone else had hurt you. It kind of made him angry when he thought about that. How dare they to hurt you? You hadn’t done anything wrong. If someone hurt you, he would break all their bones in their body. Then again, if he was the one who hurt you, would he break his own bones?
The poor boy wasn’t sure what to do next. He was afraid he was the one who hurt you and felt guilty about it. He tried to apologise, but you always the first one to leave a class and he would have to push others aside to get even near you.
He would sulk around a little, not sure how he could solve the problem. He decided to ask some of his other friends for advice. If you weren’t going to talk to him, maybe you did talk to someone else of your friends.
During the talk with your and his friends, he became confused. “What do you mean with Y/N likes me?”
After some explaining, he understood what was going on: you had a crush on him and he had been too oblivious to recognise the signs. He felt really stupid, maybe even more stupid than he felt whenever Snape pointed out how stupid he was. “How can I solve this? They must think I’m a complete idiot by now.”
After walking around the school for a while he spotted you. “Y/N!” He called after you. Once you realised he was there, you were about to run away.
You didn’t have a head start this time and Barnaby was able to catch up to you. “Don’t run away, please!”
He caught your hand and you weren’t really able to run away from him anymore. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you liked me more than friends. Can I make it up to you?”
You looked at him in surprised and then he rubbed the back of his neck, blushing slightly. “I had some help with figuring out what was going on… I guess I’m just a big idiot after all.”
You gave him a sweet smile. You told him he wasn’t a big idiot and you perhaps should have told him more directly. You were just afraid he would just see you as a friend and nothing more.
“I love spending time with you! I thought it was because we were great friends, but after not being around you that often, I think it is more than friendship. So… Do you still have a crush on me?” He looked slightly flustered.
You could only smile and nod. You took his hand and the two of you walked off somewhere together.
“I’m still feeling quite silly for not seeing it myself.”
You would probably have to convince Barnaby he is not an idiot for not seeing you had a crush on him a few more times. Although, things were looking brighter for both of you.
Charlie Weasley
Just like Barnaby, Charlie is oblivious when it comes to people having a crush on him. It’s just because he is either too busy with dragons or with Quidditch. He especially wouldn’t have suspected one of his friends to have a crush on him.
You began going to all the Gryffindor Quidditch games whether you were in Gryffindor or not. You would show your support to Charlie. Your other friends often teased you about it, but they meant well. You couldn’t help it you had a crush on him after all.
Charlie had seen you at his matches and it made him happy to see you watching all of his games, even though he wondered why you suddenly went to all of his Quidditch games. You usually only went to his important matches of the year. At least, that’s what you did the previous years.
He would talk to Bill about it, thinking he might hear why you suddenly went to all of his matches. Bill would chuckle and tell Charlie it’s not that hard to figure it out. This didn’t really help Charlie to understand why you would suddenly go to all his matches.
Charlie would try to figure out why you went to all of his matches by talking about Quidditch to you some more. Maybe you were getting more into the sport and wanted to see more of the games. Maybe you also went to all of Andre’s matches?
You would probably tell him you are surprised he wasn’t talking about Dragons with a small grin on your face. He wondered if you knew what he was trying to figure out and decided to just tell you directly. “Well, you didn’t go to all my matches last year. That’s different too, right?”
He wondered if he said something wrong, because after that you seemed to looking a little uncomfortable. You began avoiding his eyes and seemed to fiddling with your fingers. You asked him if he didn’t like you going to all his matches.
“No, that’s not it. It’s just a little strange, considering you normally went to important matches only. I mean, none of my other friends do something like that.”
You quickly left after that, leaving Charlie a bit confused. Did he say something wrong? It was like you couldn’t wait to get away from him after talking to you.
The same day he spoke to Andre about it, who gave him a look like he was saying ‘are you kidding me?’ Charlie just became more confused about it, until Andre began to explain to him what kind of signs you showed to him. “Isn’t it obvious? They have a crush on you!” Andre would basically shout at him.
Charlie wasn’t sure what to think after that. It was like the rest of the say went by like a blur. That night he lied down on his bed, thinking about what Andre just told him. You, having a crush on him? When did that happen? Was that reason you were acting differently around him and why you went to all his matches? He really needed to speak to you as soon as possible.
The next day, he was looking for you. He spotted you in the hallways and run towards you. “Y/N.” He placed a hand on your shoulder.
Once you realised who it was, you tried to look away and keep walking. Charlie didn’t let you leave though. He grabbed your hand and took you somewhere else. You would probably ask him what he was doing, but he wouldn’t answer you immediately.
“I spoke to Andre yesterday… And he told me you have a crush on me.”
You began looking at your feet, blushing a lot. You didn’t seem to know what to tell him.
“At first, I thought that was just stupid, I mean I would notice something like that, right…? But I realise I didn’t notice it… How couldn’t I have seen it? Bloody hell, I probably wouldn’t have seen it if you wrote it down on paper.”
You told him it was fine, after all when you were busy with the Cursed Vaults you didn’t always notice what happened around you. You also told him he didn’t have worry about not liking him back, thinking he only saw her as a friend.
“I don’t only see you as a friend. I mean, I can tell there is something more, but I don’t know what it is exactly. What I am trying to say is, that I’m not really good with these kind of things, Y/N. But I’m willing to try.”
You were surprised by his answer, but it definitely made you smile. You would reassure him they wouldn’t do anything he wouldn’t like and they could do this slowly, just to make sure it felt right to them both.
Charlie would smile too and held your hand tightly. You two would definitely figure out together where this could go.
Bill Weasley
Bill was really busy with his N.E.W.T.S. the year your crush on him became more prominent. You always had hidden your feelings for Bill, thinking it was nothing. Besides, why would he go out with someone younger and less mature than him? No, you didn’t think you had a chance with him, but your feelings were growing immensely during your fifth year. But what was the point? He would leave next year to start working for Gringotts. He would probably forget all about you.
There was also Rowan who had a crush on him, but they seem to grow out of the crush slowly, also realising Bill was going to leave next year. You just decided to keep your feelings to yourself and hoped no one would find out about your crush on Bill Weasley.
Of course, a few of your friends had figured out what was happening anyways. They knew you a crush on Bill Weasley. However, Bill seemed to really notice it, because he was studying a lot. He often told the rest of your group to study too, since you would be taking your O.W.L.S. the same year.
Thanks to Rakepick, you had to spend more time with Bill Weasley. This definitely wasn’t helping you with getting over your crush and made you quite nervous. You began stumbling over words and you were acting very clumsy around him. This definitely made things harder and kind of awkward.
It didn’t take long before Bill began to realise something was going on with you and he wanted to figure out what was going on. Maybe you were worried about your brother a bit more and you were feeling more stressed because of the workload you had this year. Still, you would tell him about that, right? He could help you after all.
Then he began to notice other things. You were avoiding his eyes whenever you were talking to him. You always seemed to be in a hurry and tended to just completely avoid him whenever you didn’t have to work with him.
He decided to say something about it when you two were busy with something Rakepick asked you two to do. “Is there a particular reason you are avoiding me?”
You looked at him in surprise when he asked you this question. It was almost like you paled a little when he asked you that. You would tell him you weren’t avoiding him and he might be imagining it.
“Oh, I’m imagining it, huh? That’s why you always look away when I look at you or wave at you? Is that also the reason why you want to leave as soon as we actually have to spend time with each other?”
Okay, maybe he should have said that a little more friendly, but he really didn’t like the fact you were avoiding him. He regretted he said something when you looked like you were about to cry. He would try to apologise, but you didn’t want to hear it and began running away from him.
He didn’t see you for week after that. You were doing a really good job at hiding from him. He only knew where he could find you thanks to Charlie.
He would find you somewhere on your own, holding one of your pets in your arms. You were talking softly to your pet how stupid you felt for having a crush on Bill. You began also speaking about how pointless it was and how he would forget about you as soon as he left Hogwarts. These words surprised him, but he couldn’t just do nothing.
“That’s not true.” Bill said when he walked over to you. Your face became flushed and you were ready to run away from him again. You couldn’t run away when he gently grabbed one of your arms though. “Don’t run away again… I think it is a good idea if talk to each other, all right?”
You didn’t have much of a choice and nodded. The two of you began talking about how you were feeling about him. Bill gave you a small smile and wrapped an arm around you. “Just because I’m leaving next year, doesn’t mean your crush on me is pointless. I mean, there will be moments when we see each other, I promise.”
You would probably stare at him in disbelief, wondering if he was serious. He just gave you a sweet smile and poked your nose softly. “Why would I lie to you?”
It was the start of something new. Although, it took you a little while to get used to the idea of Bill Weasley liking you too.
Jae Kim
It all started when you had detention with Jae in the Kitchens. At first you thought he was just a reckless Gryffindor, who would deal in banned items. Sure, he was nice, but he gave you a strange first impression. Then again, some of your friends probably gave a weird first impression too. You wouldn’t be surprised if some of your friends had a weird first impression of you too.
Anyways, your crush on Jae slowly happened when you two were having detention together and might have grown bigger when you spent time with him outside of detention. He seemed have some business with dark wizards to get banned items in Hogwarts, but he seemed to know what he was dealing with.
You occasionally began expressing your concerns to him when it came to dealing with Dark Wizards, but he tried to reassure you he would be fine. You definitely wondered why you became more concerned about Jae at first. He had been doing this for a while, so why should you worry about him getting in trouble?
Then, whenever you saw him smile, you got this weird feeling inside and you knew exactly what it meant. You had a crush on Jae Kim. You didn’t seem to think Jae liked you the way you liked him though and tried to bury your feeling for him.
You began trying to act very casual around him and tried to make a few jokes, hoping to downplay your crush on him, but it only caused things to become really awkward between you two.
Jae would be a little confused when you were acting like that around him. Since when did you call him ‘dude’? Or when did you begin to joke about certain things? You never did that around him before. He was certain something was wrong.
After one detention, he heard you in the Dungeons cursing to yourself. “I called him dude again…! What is wrong with me…?! Why can’t I just act normal around him…?” You groaned in frustration.
Jae began to realise you weren’t acting differently around him because you liked acting like that. He began thinking about what he heard you say the entire night. Until he realised what was going on. “No way…”
He couldn’t believe it. You having a crush on him? What did he have to do next? He wasn’t an expert when it came to this. He needed to talk to you and soon.
Once he had found you and went to talk somewhere more private, he spoke up. “You have a crush on me, right?”
He was very blunt and you were slightly taken aback by it. Although, you quickly nodded, slightly looking away from him. You told him you were trying to get over this crush, knowing he wasn’t interested in you.
“What do you mean you know I’m not interested in you? I have never given you a reason why I’m not interested in dating you.”
You were confused when he said so, wondering if he actually knew what he was saying.
“Look, I’m no expert in dating, but I’m definitely not opposed to dating you, Y/N. As long as you still want to, of course.”
You would still be surprised and ask him if he was serious. He nodded once again with a small smirk. “Is it really hard to believe? Really, I think it would be nice to go out with you. I think I might know a good place in Diagon Alley. We just need to get hold of some Floo powder and hope no professor finds out where we have gone.” He winked.
You were certain you would probably get in more trouble with Jae, but you honestly didn’t care about getting in trouble at this point. You were willing to get in trouble with Jae if that was what it takes to spend more time together with him.
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