here dead we lie

Cillian Delaney, 24, book shop owner, former ravenclaw, CA

[cillianxdelaney]

morganxlaing​:

Morgan pressed against the other as he felt the arm drape over his shoulder, letting out a noise of elation at seeing the bottle. “Oh you rascal, you know exactly how to win me over every time!” Morgan snatched the whiskey, turning to press a quick kiss to Cillian’s cheeks before spinning away from the man’s arm to grab two glasses for them. Not noticing the man’s face was the colour of the tomatoes he had in the fridge. “You’re joining me for a drink right?”

Cillian’s face went even hotter at the kiss to his cheek, “What?” He stuttered out having gotten lost in a bit of a daydream while watching Morgan practically float around the room. “Oh, of course. Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[cillianxdelaney]

ryannxomakenna​:

Ryann shrugged and looked over at him. “Do you want to go? I’m fine with either, darling. We can stay here or home for part of the day, at least.” She sat her mug on the coffee table, turning her gaze back to her brother. “Are you okay? You’ve seemed a little - distant lately.”

“Maybe...I think a Christmas away from home could be good, yanno we can start to make our own little traditions.” He was pretty indecisive about the whole thing. “Huh? Oh I’m fine, really. Alot on my mind I suppose...” he shrugged, knowing he had been a bit distant, but he didn’t think it was that big of a deal.

[cillianxdelaney]

🔥 drink hot chocolate by the fire place with @ryannxomakenna​

Cillian settled into the couch next to his sister, warming his hands with the mug he held. “Its a bit sad.. the idea of not going back home for Christmas. Do you think we should?” He asked quietly, sipping the hot chocolate, careful not to burn his mouth. “If we stay in London it’ll just be the two of us, but maybe we can get Morgan to celebrate with us.” He seemed a bit far away, staring off into the fireplace. He always seemed to stare off into nothing when he started daydreaming.

[cillianxdelaney]

eugeniettremblay​:

“I know, I know.” Genie replied, stepping back. “I just didn’t want to bother you while you were visiting with your parents. I honestly thought this would all be some big mistake and over with by the time you got back.” She hugged him again. “No, I’m sorry you had to come back to all this. I haven’t seen her since the morning of the break in. I sent her home early because she was hysterical and she kept calling off and calling off and today she quit. We shouldn’t be in here though, come and I’ll make you a cup of tea.”

Cillian nodded his head, “Well nothing to do about it now but let the aurors do their job.” He replied as they hugged again. “Poor girl, she was probably traumatized.” He couldn’t help but laugh. “Tea, yes, that would be wonderful.” he agreed, heading downstairs, being careful of the debris.

[cillianxdelaney]

morganxlaing​:

Morgan had been a little lost with Cillian around, he’d made some terrible life choices and the fact the man had missed his big event was upsetting but he understood. “You better have brought me gifts or you can’t come in!” Morgan called from his kitchen, well it was a studio so kitchen area. “Now get over here so I can check that your beautiful face hasn’t changed.”

Cillian hurried to Morgan’s side, wrapping an arm over his shoulder and holding out a bottle of Irish whiskey. “Of course i brought you a gift, dummy. A taste of my home for you.” He beamed, his face burn at Morgan calling him beautiful. He felt a little dizzy just seeing the man, and the compliment made his whole face go red.

[cillianxdelaney]

eugeniettremblay​:

Hearing the shout from upstairs, Eugenie had a moment of panic before she realised she recognised the voice. She sprinted up the stairs and into the office. “Cillian!“ She darted into the room, dodging mess and debris and flung her arms around her friend and co-owner. “We were robbed! Harry said not to touch anything while the aurors investigate. They took all my tomes, blasted the safe apart and took all of the earnings. I’ve been having to close early every night and take the money to the bank every day instead of once a week and Maryanne’s quit so it’s just been me here but we haven’t had many customers and I’m so glad you’re back.” 

Cillian’s eyes went wide as she explained what happened in his abscence. “Robbed? Genie you should of sent an owl I would of come back sooner!” He replied, worry and guilt in his voice. He hugged her tight, “I’m glad you’re okay, though.” He added, “I’m so sorry i haven't been here.” He apologized, though it wasn’t like he could of stopped anything from happening. “She quit? I guess its just you and me, isnt it? No matter, we’ll be perfectly fine, I’m sure.”

[cillianxdelaney]

“Honey I’m home!” Cillian called out into Morgan’s apartment, letting himself in as usual. He’d been in France finalizing the sale of his old bookshop, and he was very excited to be back. He was especially excited to see Morgan.

@morganxlaing​

[cillianxdelaney]

Cillian was glad to be back from his stay with his folks in Ireland, as he had been finalizing the sale of his old bookshop, though the visit home had been nice. His cheery mood suddenly dropped as he apparated into the upper office of the shop, finding it to be ransacked. “Bloody hell what happened in here?” He shouted, turning in a circle to find the whole room in a state of disarray.

@eugeniettremblay​

[cillianxdelaney]

morganxlaing​:

Morgan felt like he notched another win as he watched Delaney’s face turn the same shade of pink as his own. “I would give you clothes to wear if that’s what you’re worried about? Don’t think that I would let you be the face of my shop in any of your own clothes.” If he felt superior at making Delaney blush between getting him to admit he was the prettiest and now the complete bewilderment he seemed to have caused Morgan was convinced this was the biggest win he’d had with his friend. “You might want to tell that to the grin on your face. Or you know the fact that we both know you love the truth and it was nice to finally hear you say it out loud. Now for my victory, where do you keep your alcohol?”

“I’m not worried about the clothes I’m worried about being treated like a pissant by all your rich posh clients. I couldn’t talk to any of them, they’d think I was some giant barbarian, even if you did dress me up all nice.” Delaney didn’t mind Morgan felt like he was winning, the happy look on his friend’s face was all he needed. He bit his lip to stop himself from smiling so stupidly. He wasn’t going to even try denying what Morgan said this time. “Liquor cabinet’s in the kitchen, but don’t go touching any of the unopened bottles, those are for extra special occasions.”

[cillianxdelaney]

dr-prkinsvn​:

“That I’m your friend and you should know me better.” Dylan leaned back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. “That I’ve had a boyfriend for over two years and I wouldn’t throw that away to hook-up with the man responsible for my most toxic, unhealthy relationship.” He shook his head, raising a hand in defense. “I said you don’t have to worry. I was at work, okay? I’m not sending someone who is hurt away. That’d look horrible for my reputation.” He waited a beat before continuing, “Are we done with this now?”

Dylan was right, he should of known him better, but even after being friends for so long it was hard for CIllian to not think of the worst possibility. “I’m sorry...again. You’re right.” He admitted quietly, not very pleased with his own behavior. “Yeah just forget about it, how about a coffee? Tea?”

[cillianxdelaney]

luciesweasley​:

“Maybe,” Lucy said with a laugh. “What even had you thinking about that?”

“I was listening to a podcast by the name A Hot Dog is a Sandwich. It’s really good, they go and debate about different food controversies you should give it a listen.”

[cillianxdelaney]

reese-weasley​:

“Yes, definitely. It was either this or Azkaban with my uncle. Neither of which make for a great morning.” Reese locked his desk and gave his friend a smile, “Lunch? Where are you feeling?”

“Oh yeah, but I’d definitely pick the desk work over that.” He agreed, tucking his hands in his pockets and humming in thought. “Something spicy, I think. Thai?”

[cillianxdelaney]

maisrookwood​:

“Okay maybe it fits the description but I’m not going to walk around calling a hot dog a sandwich,” Maisie said with a smile as she looked to Cillian. “So did how did you come about this discovery?”

“You don’t need to go around saying it, you just need to know it in your heart.” He replied, letting out a bubbly laugh. “I was listening to a podcast about food controversies, and the title of it is A Hot Dog is a Sandwich, thought I’d share the wisdom.”

[cillianxdelaney]

ryannxomakenna​:

“Okay. I’ll pretend I believe you for a second.” She gave him a warm smile, reaching up with a hand to brush his hair back. “Coffee’s fine.” Ryann dropped her hand from his hair to the side of his face. “You sure you’re alright, C?”

He smiled in return, about to move to go get her a coffee when she brushed his hair out of his face. It was getting pretty long, maybe he could ask Morgan to cut it, he thought to himself, his focus trailing off for a moment, before returning to her question. “I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be?” He smiled, leaning into her hand slightly.

[cillianxdelaney]

dr-prkinsvn​:

“No. You’re just wrong to assume I’m sleeping with my pure-blood elitist ex like a weak idiot who hooks up with every pretty face that walks past him.” Dylan rolled his eyes again, running a hand through his curly, un-styled hair. He dropped his hand and looked at him. “I’m not best friends forever with Carrow, okay? I’m positive that, under the right circumstances, he would have absolutely no problem offering me up as sacrifice to this new dark lord. I’m a blood traitor. As he’s told me many times. You don’t have to worry.”

“Well what else was I supposed to think, Dyl? I don’t think you would sleep with any pretty face that walked by, he’s your ex, that’s different. Also, I thought you hated him so hearing you even spoke to him without ending up in a fight made me suspicious.” Delaney shrugged, feeling a bit guilty for jumping to conclusions but he’d never been great with trusting people. “That’s why you should stay away from him. If he gets himself hurt just let him suffer, he’d do the same to you.”

[cillianxdelaney]

morganxlaing​:

“Cillian Delaney keep it in your pants.” Morgan retorted, feeling the heat rushing to his cheeks but instead of pouting this time he gave the man under him a wink. “Whatever you say. It’s not my fault that if I want to make money I have to be nice to all the rich bitches, they may be the worst clients but they’re also my best paying ones… Do you want to swap shops? Yours seems much easier.” When he felt Delaney tense under him Morgan readied himself to have to wrestle him again but at the man’s compliment he relaxed and instead broke into a wide smile. He quickly leaned down and placed a kiss on the other’s head before pushing off and letting Delaney get back up. “Happier than I’ve ever been. See, was that so hard?”

Delaney’s grin only widened at the blush on Morgan’s face, but the wink made him turn a bit red as well. “I’d rather not deal with snobby rich fashionistas, actually, so I’ll stick with the bookshop.” He replied with a burst of laughter, but the kiss to his forehead made his voice catch in his throat. He sat up and pushed his hair out of his face, trying to hide how much he was blushing now. “Hardest thing I’ve ever done.” He joked, but the smile on his face said otherwise.

[cillianxdelaney]

dr-prkinsvn​:

Dylan didn’t give him a response.He’d fully intended on leaving, but the apology was what made him turn to look at him. “I don’t know - have I changed?” Dylan just looked at him for a moment, before shaking his head. “If you’re asking me that, I honestly have no idea why the hell I’m even standing here.” He rolled his eyes and took a step forward. “Put your anger at the ended target next time because I am really fucking sick of everyone acting like I’m the one that always fucks up.” Dylan held his gaze for a few seconds longer he continued, “So no. not that it’s really any of your business, I’m not fucking Carrow and I haven’t gone off to pledge by allegiance to the Dark Lord. Satisfied? Or do you want me see that I’m not marked?”

Cillian knew he’d overstepped with the pressing questions, but he couldn’t help but feel unsafe with Dylan associating himself with Alpheus again. “Dylan come on don’t act like I’m wrong for asking, at least I didn’t go asking anyone else about it and gossiping. I just wanted to know what was going on.” Delaney took a step forward, “I said I’m sorry. I won’t go assuming shit, I should trust you more.”