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[glitxrr]

𝔊𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩/𝔑𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

hello! i'm kokoa and this is my blog for pretty much whatever.

i will write for harry potter, itsv, percy jackson, criminal minds, death note, haikyuu, and jujutsu kaisen!

i'll write almost anything, no promises on smut because i havent written a ton before. i wont write any sort of incest, noncon, or excessive gore.

i hope you enjoy!

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[glitxrr]

𝔅𝔯𝔬'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔗𝔶𝔭𝔢 / 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔬𝔶

taking the "bro's the type" trend on tiktok and turning them into oneshots.

summary: bro's the type to tilt his head when you lie, like he's giving you one last chance to fix it before he calls you out. / bro's the type to run his tongue across his teeth when he's mad at you. / bro's the type to whisper "say that again" when you insult him. / bro's the type to argue with you until you look down at his lips.

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: 0.8k

warnings: y/n, fighting, mentions of addiction, smoking, cursing, alcohol

a/n: used tiktok user @ just_keepswimming_'s video for inspo!

it was your filthy little habit, and draco's hated it since before you two got together almost 8 months ago.

you'd mostly quit smoking, though there were occasions when you fell back into your old habit you picked up in fourth year when it felt as if it was the only thing that could calm your racing heart and the thoughts going through your head at a million miles per hour.

you'd only relapsed a few times. when you failed that charms quiz 2 months ago, when you fucked up that potion about 3 weeks ago, and right now, when you drank a few too many firewhisky's, and are now hiding in the alcove behind the serpent tapestry with theodore nott, sharing a cigarette you told yourself you wouldn't touch.

but you did, and after you realized what you'd done two hits in, you just said "fuck it" and decided to finish the whole thing. why waste the cigarette theo had so graciously given you?

"draco won't know" you told yourself as you throw the butt of the cigarette away and walked back out into the common room where you could see the bass of the music vibrate the room and the smell of liquor is strong enough to make anyone sober feel sick.

but a minute after you rejoined the party, you're being pulled back into the hidden alcove by the familiar pale hand. he's pissed, his hand squeezing yours. he won't even look at you until double checking you two are alone in the room, sneering at the lingering stench of the cigarettes finished by you and theo just minutes ago.

"what the hell, y/n?" he snarled, glaring at you the second he deemed it safe to.

"what, draco?" you try to give him the same energy, but the bass boosting the floor is throwing off your balance, and you can't tell if it's the guilt or the alcohol making you nauseous.

"smoking, again? i thought you were done with this." he's still glaring at you, but you can see the hurt flash in his grey eyes that are usually filled with love and affection when met with yours.

"i didn't smoke a fucking cigarette, draco." your voice is laced with annoyance, and he does the head tilt he always does when he knows you're lying. he cocks his head to the left slightly as his eyebrow raises, daring you to continue to try to lie to him.

"fine! but it was one, just one with theo." the annoyance in your face doesn't match the guilt-filled sentence that came out of your throat.

then it's the tongue, the way he runs his tongue over his teeth at the same time he runs his hand through his hair. his gaze doesn't meet yours as he does the predictable ritual of 'draco being mad at you'.

"you said you were done with that." he gestures up and down at you with his hand. "you said it two months ago, then three weeks ago, and here you are, doing the same shit you always do. you're so fucking predictable."

his features are still coated in the annoyed and frustrated look, the look that does nothing but make you feel more guilty than annoyed.

"i'm sorry i'm not perfect like you are, draco! i'm sorry i have vices." you snap back.

"vices? is that what you're calling it now? it's a way to kill yourself, y/n!"

"then let me kill myself, draco! it's not your life that's being affected!"

"not my life being affected? my girlfriend doing self-destructive shit isn't affecting my life?"

"for salazar's sake, you're so fucking obsessed with what i do. it's fucking pathetic." you don't even mean the words coming out of your mouth. the guilt is eating you alive, churning your stomach and making your chest ache.

draco takes a step forward, pulling himself closer and lowering his voice so he can just barely be heard over the music. "say that again."

"you. are. fucking. pathetic." you whisper back, glaring up at him.

he takes a deep breath, running his tongue over his teeth again, but this time you can't help your eyes from drifting down to his lips.

maybe it's the liquor running through both your bodies, maybe it's the mutual frustration from both of you, you don't know. but before you can blink, draco has you pinned against the wall, crashing his lips against yours in a heated and angry open-mouthed kiss.

you kiss him back, and your tongues battle for dominance as your back immediately cools from the cold stone you've been roughly pushed against.

draco wins the war and pulls away with that look that makes you weak in the knees every time. his blonde hair has strayed from its normal perfection, now messily stuck to his forehead and sticking out in random places. both your mouths are open as you both try to catch your breaths.

"go brush your teeth, i hate the taste of cigarettes."

and you do exactly that, brushing your teeth quickly before meeting him in his dorm and immediately getting pressed against the large wood door in another heated kiss.

"that's better."

~~~

[glitxrr]

𝔅𝔯𝔬'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔶𝔭𝔢... / 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔬𝔶

taking the "bro's the type" trend on tiktok and turning them into oneshots.

summary: bro's the type to get jealous and want to kill any man who looks at you.

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: 0.9k

warnings: y/n, mention of a dress, she/her pronouns used

a/n: i used user @ 11azkaban11 on tiktok for the idea.

it was friday night, pansy parkinson was running around the common room, making sure her party was going smoothly. she held a slight stumble as she walked, clearly affected by the concoctions of juice and liquor she's downed quickly throughout the night.

you're on the dance floor, feeling the bass boost under your feet as you dance with daphne greengrass.

you finish your drink, walking off the dance floor as you make your way to the drinks table.

you smile as you walk up to the table where pansy's boyfriend, blaise zabini is behind. his white sleeves are rolled up, and he's shaking a mixer with juices inside, the fruity smell overtaking slightly before he begins pouring alcohol, the strong scent overtaking everything else.

"same as before?" he asks, turning around to begin grabbing the cranberry juice and a bottle of vodka.

"yes please." you respond, drumming your fingers on the counter to the song's beat while waiting for the drink.

a younger slytherin boy who you've never noticed before walks up, standing next to you by the counter.

"y/l/n, right?" he asks. you don't look at him, continuing to watch as blaise pours th red liquid and alcohol into a new glass, handing it to you and taking the old one.

he orders his drink, and you stay standing at the counter. you sip at it, the vodka barely noticeable over the sweet cranberry juice he added.

"you're dress is gorgeous, by the way." the younger boy says, and blaise raises his eyebrow, eyes flashing behind you for a second before turning his attention back to making drinks.

"thanks." you respond dryly. you lean over the counter slightly, beginning to ask blaise what he's planning for pansy's birthday in a few weeks.

"i mean, you look absolutely stunning in it." the boy interrupts, and you finally look at him, showing off your hand with the famous 'M' ring on your finger.

you jump slightly at the feeling of an arm being wrapped around your waist, the cool, familiar silver rings attached to the hand. you look towards the newfound warmth now attached to your right side, seeing the familiar blonde hair and grey eyes of your boyfriend.

his face is contorted into a glare as he holds you tight against his side. you let yourself lean into him, sipping at your drink while your arm wraps around him confotably, feeling his crisp black suit that he knows you love.

"she does look rather gorgeous, doesn't she?" draco butts in, pulling you tight against his side, his eyes still holding an unwavering glare towards the boy.

the younger boy turns red almost instantly. his eyes finally wander to your hand, the familiar malfoy signet placed gently on your right hand's ring finger. the boy nods, silently walking away with his ears and face still a bright red, never looking at you or draco's eyes.

draco turns to you finally, his eyes softening slightly as he leans down and pecks your lips. he grabs the drink the boy left on the counter, taking a sip and making a disgusted face before he places it back down.

blaise smirks, handing draco a new glass with the familiar burnt orange firewhisky in it.

"rather possessive today, huh malfoy?" blaise comments with a smirk, wiping one of the now clean glasses off with a rag to dry it.

"i don't know what you're talking about." draco responds, taking a sip of the new glass of firewhisky and relaxing slightly, though he doesn't loosen his grip on you.

pansy walks behind the bar, giggling and whispering something in blaise's ear before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the dance floor.

right as the couple steps on the dance floor, a slower song begins playing. you quickly finish your drink before turning to draco.

"want to dance?" you ask, a soft smile on your face, though your eyes hold a gentle, hopeful look.

he sarcastically rolls his eyes, though his lips have a small smile, betraying him. he finishes his drink with a quick gulp, unwrapping his arm from your waist and your hand in the bend his arm to walk you to the dance floor.

you place your arms around his neck, resting your forearms on his shoulders. he places his hands gently on your waist, you both swaying to the music.

"you were jealous." you say, looking at him while smirking softly to yourself.

he scoffs in response, though his eyes land on a certain younger boy looking at you both. he tightens his grip on your waist, pulling you closer as he turns his attention back to you.

"i don't get jealous." he responds, though the furrow in his brows and the lack attention on you betrays his words.

"it's alright if you were, i think it was cute." you bring your hands up to absentmindedly play with the ends of his hair on the back of his neck.

draco pauses, his jaw is slanted open slightly and his eyes finally turn to you, shocked.

he finally pulls himself back to you, letting his familiar egotistical smirk grow back on his face.

"cute? not devilishly attractive and handsome?" his eyebrow ticks up in playful teasing as he pulls you to the side, holding your weight in his arm to lean down, brushing his lips against yours.

"mm just a bit i suppose." you respond, teasing back with your own smirk on your face before bringing your lips up and kissing him, the rest of the room disappearing around you both.

~~~

[glitxrr]

𝔖𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔇𝔞𝔶𝔰 / 𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫 𝔅𝔬𝔶𝔰

summary: you sick in the middle of the day and wake up in the hospital wing surrounded by the slytherin boys (curtesy of me currently being bedridden with a horrific illness)

pairing: slytherin boys x reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: y/n

a/n: i'm not fully confident or sure how to write dialogue in this context, and this was supposed to be my first release. anyways, hope you enjoy!

the blaring noise of your alarm wakes you up at 6:00 am sharp, and you rush to turn it off as to not disturb pansy and daphne, who don't tend to wake up for another 30 minutes.

you yawn and rub your eyes awake again, waiting until your sight clears up and then you stretch your limbs and pull yourself out of bed.

grabbing the green and grey towel and your clothes for the day, you head down to the dorm bathrooms to take a quick shower and get dressed, the warm water splashing on your face and body doing wonders to ease the strange ache in your muscles you woke up with.

there's a small scratching feeling in the back of your throat right before you hop in the shower, and the humidity and water you chugged didn't help as much as you had hoped it would.

after getting back into your room, you start doing your makeup and drying your hair with a few quick spells.

the air in the dorm seems chillier than normal, and you put on an extra shirt before leaving your dorm, walking with pansy to meet your friends in the grand hall.

~

walking into the great hall, you're hit with a nauseating smell of too many food smells at once. the yogurt and bacon and syrup smells all combined make you feel sick to your stomach, and you have to breathe to prevent yourself from gagging.

sitting down towards the middle of the table, you only have to wait a minute before matt and theo sit on both sides of you, with draco in front of you and enzo and blaise around him.

you grab some toast, and a few different cut melons and leave it at that, with everything else looking repulsive.

theo is quick to notice the lack of food on your plate, questioning you with a quick "are you alright, love?", and as you look up you notice all the boys looking at you with concern written all over their faces.

"mcgonagall's quiz later has me anxious, didn't study as much as i wanted to." you quickly say, although theo makes a "mm" sound, you notice all the boys giving each other knowing looks.

draco pushes his cup of pumpkin juice over towards you, and you give him a small smile before sipping at it while taking small bites of the little bit of food on your plate.

~

by the end of your second class, your body had gone significantly downhill. your throat had never felt worse in your life and your whole body was sore. you had constant chills, and you overall just felt out of it.

you're so out of it that you don't realize class is over. you only notice when everyone else is packing up and leaving.

you take a second to remember what class you have next, and you stop by the bathroom to fix yourself up before class, and you sigh while walking through the hallways, almost bumping into several people before walking in and seeing your normal spot by matt, with blaise and draco sitting in front of you.

snape makes his dramatic entrance per usual, and you start pulling out your normal note supplies, with matt looking at you with concern almost the whole lesson, which was not helping the intense pounding in your head.

"y/n are you sure you're alri-" matt starts before getting promptly cut off by snape's warning to pay attention.

once snape orders everyone to start on their own potions, you cut off matt again by quickly getting up and grabbing your ingredients.

you must've gotten up too fast or something, because you stumble, and grab onto blaise and draco's desk before everything goes black and a crash is heard.

~

you open your eyes to the blaring sun in your face, and you cover your eyes with your hand while trying to sit up and adjust to the lighting.

you hear the scraping of chairs, making you cringe at the sudden loud noise, and someone lays you back down.

"don't get up, you need to rest" you hear from blaise, and you let out a small groan in response.

when you finally open your eyes, you see everyone but theo, and before you could even begin to question where he is, he barges in and spots you and walks his way over to you.

"are you alright? what happened?" theo asks, kneeling beside you.

"i'm fine, theo, don't worry!" you try to sit up again, and again everyone scrapes their chairs to get over to you.

"your 102-degree fever says otherwise" enzo says, pulling your temperature sticker off of your forehead and laying you back down, rolling your eyes at them.

madame pomfrey walks over after noticing you woke up. she hands you a vial of a reddish orange potion, you're not quite sure what it is but you grab it from her anyways.

"here you go dear, this should help you feel better for now, but you're excused for the rest of the day to heal up." she explains and takes the empty vial from you after you drink the whole bottle, wincing at the taste.

you thank her, turning to the group surrounding you and letting out a sigh at their knowing looks.

"you have to-"

"we're not going to class." matt cuts you off. you see madame pomfrey sending a glare over before looking away. "you're sick, we aren't leaving you."

"with a fever that'll probably be gone by dinner. I need notes for class."

all of them sit in silence, and you stare at them, waiting for them to leave.

"you guys don't need to hover." you sigh weakly and sink deeper into the pillow.

"you're not getting rid of us that easily" enzo tosses a smirk your way, moving around in his chair to get comfortable.

you start to try to argue again, before draco gets up.

"go to sleep, love. we'll be here when you wake up." as he pulls the blanket further over you.

for once, you don't fight it. the sounds of matt and theo arguing quietly, draco pulling out some of his homework, and other chatter in the hallway and wing lull you to a deep sleep.

~

"are you sure you're okay to go to class today?" pansy asks, looking at you with concern while you both walk down to the common room together. "i'm almost sure madame pomfrey would let you hang out another day."

"pans, i'm fine" you respond. you look down, noticing the five boys looking up at you with concern over their faces.

"guys, i'm fine, really." you giggle, locking arms with draco and walking with them to the main hall.

~~~

[glitxrr]

𝔅𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨𝔲𝔭𝔰 / 𝔊𝔢𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔢 𝔚𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔶

summary: after a bad breakup with your (now) ex, george is there to comfort you in any way he can.

pairing: george weasley x reader

word count: 0.7k

warnings: y/n, reader being shorter, some cursing

a/n: a shorter fic because i'm not fully sure how to write george, but i tried.

you walk back into the gryffindor common room after your "date". you were dressed in a simple sweater and skirt, more than you would normally wear to a day in hogsmade, although that was found useless.

when you got to your date with your boyfriend, a 6th year from ravenclaw, you saw him in your booth with another girl, practically sucking each other's faces off.

you march up, tapping him on the shoulder before you slap him hard across the face.

"what the hell?"

"y/n! what are you doing here?" he says horrified, trying to play it off with a laugh.

"you're fucking cheating on me? are you serious?"

"well, you cheated on me with one of those weasley twins"

"you're bloody psychotic! i'm not and never have cheated on you with either of them. you just wanted an excuse to shove your dick in another hole, huh?" you turn to the girl he was just kissing "just an fyi, he's basically microscopic, and can't find the clit."

before he can get another word in, you storm out of the pub. you confidently walk back to the common room.

you say the password and walk in, suddenly unable to hold yourself together anymore when seeing the twins and lee.

george jumps up, and fred and lee look surprisingly at him, following his gaze to a not-so-held-together you.

"what happened? are you hurt?" he grabs your shoulders in a caring way, bending down slightly to meet your face better.

you shake your head, unable to bring yourself to talk without spilling everything.

he motions his head upwards towards the dorm in response, and you nod your head yes. he leads you up to his dorm room, knowing for a fact that it's empty, and sits you down on his bed.

"he cheated on me, on our date."

his eyes widen and he immediately sits next to you and pulls you in for an embrace.

"i'm so sorry, are you alright love?"

even though you just broke up with your boyfriend, the nickname still sends butterflies through your body, it has since 2nd year when you had become close with the twins.

"i don't really know. i had my suspicions, and i kind of knew we were going to break up soon, but it still stings."

"well i never liked him. always thought he was a bloody asshole."

you giggle and wipe your tears, and flop back on his bed with him following suit.

"i know george, you didn't exactly keep it subtle."

you kick your feet up and mess with them in the air, realizing it stings, although a lot less than you expected.

george's eyes never left your face. he was concerned for you, although he was also glad you broke up with... the kid whose name he doesn't care to remember.

he scoots closer to you, and you put your feet down looking at him too. he motions his head towards the top of his bed, and you both make the move to lay fully on his bed.

he pulled you close to him. you were laying on your sides, facing each other. your head rested on his arm and his other arm laid across your waist, and your hands came up to rest against his chest.

both of your heads pull close together like magnets, and george stops right before his lips actually make contact with yours.

"is this... alright with you?"

"george, just kiss me, please."

the gap closes between you, and it just felt right for both of you. it was natural, like you had done it before.

you wrap your hands around his neck, pulling him even closer and deepening the kiss.

you pull apart for air, and before pulling back in, you stop him.

"i don't want this to go too far."

his small smile drops, and you see the sadness wash across his face. he starts pulling out of your grasp.

"take me out tomorrow?" you blurt out before he can fully pull away, and a big goofy smile washes over his face.

"anything m'lady wants."

you both giggle at each other, pulling in for a few more kisses before drifting off before dinner.

~

in the common room, fred and lee almost leave for dinner before realizing how long you two have been in there.

they make their way up the stairs, knocking before entering their dorm.

on the bed, george is holding you closely to his chest, and you were cuddled up close to him.

fred sighs, proud of his brother, before finding some exploding snaps and throwing them at the floor behind george.

~~~

[glitxrr]

𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

── .✦ harry potter

╰┈➤ draco malfoy:

⟡ courting... draco had never given you a second glance, after a glow up he starts trying to get to know you. just for your families... right?

⟡ bros the type I... taking the "bros the type" trend and writing a oneshot based off of it. Part 1

⟡ bros the type II... taking the "bros the type" trend and writing a oneshot based off of it. Part 2

╰┈➤george weasley:

⟡ breakups... george comforts you after you catch your boyfriend cheating, but it turns into something more.

╰┈➤slytherin boys:

⟡ sick days... you get sick and the boys fret over you in the hospital wing while you get better.

[glitxrr]

ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 / 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔣𝔬𝔶

summary: you and draco have always been aquatinted through your families, although he never gave you a second glance. after a glow up the summer before 3rd year, he pushes to get you to go out with him, just for your families... right?

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: 1k

warnings: y/n, lowkey overused trope quite a few times

a/n: my first published fic on this account! i know some of the tropes, especially towards the end are overused, but i still think it's cute. i tried to keep draco as not weird canon as possible, but i still make mistakes.

it was a few weeks into 3rd year, and you've definitely had a glow up. you noticed it, you gained a shit ton of confidence, and everyone at hogwarts noticed it too, especially draco malfoy, and he made it known.

almost immediately after sitting down for breakfast, cormac mclaggen struts his way over to you, and sits down next to you with a confident smirk on his face.

before he could even get one word in, you put your hand up in front of his face while prepping a bite of your food.

"no."

his jaw was practically on the floor; you shoo him away with the same hand and he walks away, muttering something sounding very similar to 'bitch' under his breath.

~

the next few days were just people giving you love letters, trying to ask you out, and you would give them the same energy as you gave mclaggen.

although when a letter dropped in your lap at breakfast one morning, you opened it out of pure curiosity, knowing it wasn't your parents sending it to you.

within was a simple yet stunning silver necklace with polished jadeite stones dripping in the middle, and a note in very neat and polished handwriting.

"be my date to the malfoy ball over winter break? - D.M."

you put the necklace in your bag carefully, and walk over to malfoy, leaning in close to his ear.

"you're going to have to try harder than that." you whispered, then sauntered out of the great hall.

~

over the next few days, gifts every morning would be dropped off via owl. a new lipstick, more jewelry, some flowers, some chocolates, but what convinced you to talk to him more, were your cat's favorite cat treats he sent... and the notes of "your hair looked absolutely stunning today" and similar definitely didn't hurt.

"hogsmade, this weekend. we can talk about the ball there." you told him the morning you got the delivery from him, again leaning over his shoulder and whispering in his ear, this time not missing the way his ears turned a pinkish hue.

that friday came and went, with you assuming draco was going to take you out the very next morning, as he is a predictable creature.

"dress casual for tomorrow. i'll be waiting for you in the common room at 10 am, sharp. -D.M" wasn't a shock for you to get at your dorm around 8:00 pm that friday night.

~

you wake up at 8:30 am, pansy groaning at you to turn your "bloody alarm" off while you stretch and get ready to shower.

by 9:45, you were walking down the stairs to the common room, wearing a nice tan skirt with some brown thigh high's and your slytherin sweater you steamed the night before.

"you ready to go, love?" draco asks when you emerge, holding his elbow out to take your arm.

"only if you are, love." you responded in a mocking tone, yet you still slipped your arm in his.

you walk with him to hogsmade, following the crowd making their way down, finding awkward silence with draco. neither of you knowing what to talk about or how to bring up anything you wanted to talk about.

walking down the paths, people especially from school turn and stare at you both. draco notices and pulls you closer to him, and what you didn't see was him smirking at the attention, and the glare he swore he saw from mclaggen and any other person who had asked you out.

draco changes directions, and opens the door for you to the three broomsticks.

"how chivalrous, do you do this for all of your girlfriends?"

"just the ones i really want to get to know" he winked at you, pulling out your chair for you.

"well, lets talk then."

the next few hours were filled with you both talking. it started off a bit awkward, but you slowly got into the swing of things after joking about your shared professors.

~

when you decided to head back to hogwarts, it wasn't either of your choices. the sun had started to set, and curfew was soon.

draco stood up, holding his arm out for you to take again. as you walk out of the pub, you shiver at the cold. you curse at yourself, winter is coming up soon.

without even batting an eye, draco stops to take his jacket and drape it over your shoulders, and you return the gesture by giving him a small, but genuine smile.

your walk back to hogwarts was spent still chatting, and you were surprisingly disappointed that you ended up infront of the stairs up to the dorms.

"i guess it's time to split."

"i guess so" draco responds, grabbing ahold of your waist like it's the most natural thing to do, and you drape your hands over his shoulders.

he leans closer to your face, and you notice his eyes drop down to your lips for a moment before they make their way back up to your eyes.

"can i kiss you?"

"only if you promise to take me out again next weekend." you both giggle before closing the gap between you. his lips are surprisingly soft and fit with yours like a glove. you grab the back of his head, deepening the kiss a bit before breaking loose and smiling at him, and his now tinted and glossy lips.

"so, will you be my date to the ball?"

"hmm, let me think about it." you tease before pulling him close to give him a peck.

you break apart, walking up the stairs while holding his jacket close to you.

~

the next morning at breakfast, you weren't surprised when draco decided to sit right next to you.

"have you thought about it yet?" he asks while he tops off your pumpkin juice for you.

you sigh playfully, smirking at him.

"i guess i will be your date to the ball."

you both smile at each other, and he doesn't miss the quick shine the sun has on your chest, reflecting the new, yet recognizable necklace now laid out on your neck.

~~~