Sharing a room with the person you want most is like sharing a room with an open fire.
He's constantly drawing you in. And you're constantly stepping too close. And you know it's not good--that there is no good--that there's absolutely nothing that can ever come of it.
But you do it anyway.
And then...
Well. Then you burn.
Basilton Grimm-Pitch (Baz) on Simon Snow Rainbow Rowell: Carry On
Where it’s the middle of the night, and Simon wants two things. 1. To talk to Baz. 2. Scones of course!
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“Bazbazbazbazbazbaz-”
Baz groaned, and Simon stopped shaking him. “Waswrong” He muttered, shifting closer to Simon. He lazily threw an arm around Simon, a sleepy protective gesture. Brushing hair of Baz’s brow, Simon responded, “Nothing, Love.” Lying back down, he wrapped his arms around Baz. Baz murmured something incomprehensible, and tucked his head under Simon’s chin. He smiled, momentarily satisfied. The Baz started to fall asleep again.
Simon started shaking him again.
“Bazbazbazbazbazbazbaz-”
Baz rolled away. “WhadoyouwantSnow.”
For you not to go to sleep and leave me awake alone. Was his first thought.
Some scones. Was his second.
Hopping out of their bed, he fumbled out of the room to the kitchen. Causing a racket as he tipped over chairs and tables, Snow cringed. Muscle memory alone prompted him to the refrigerator, though not without him running directly into a chair. “Oof!” Doubling over, he caught his breath. The only thing keeping him going was the promise of what lie in the fridge-
Struggling to find the handle, he pulled open the door of the refrigerator. He was blinded as the automatic light came on. “gAH!” Shielding his eyes with his hand, he stuck his hand in and touched everything before finding it.
His Precious.
His one and only.
The paper bag crinkled as he pulled it out. Opening it, he inhaled the scent of his first true love. Strawberry scones.
Heaven.
Closing the door quietly as possible, he crept back the the room. Well, he tried to creep. Really, he put effort into it. Kudos to Simon.
After many “Oof!,” “AGH!,” and “Ouch!!!”-s, he tripped over the bed. Rubbing his stubbed toe ruefully, he clambered up and over to his husband.
“Bazbazbazbazbazbazbaz-”
“CROWLEYSNOW”
Not cowed in the slightest, Simon persisted. “Do you want a scone?”
Baz finally pried open his eyes. Grabbing the clock on the nightstand, he shoved it in Simon’s face. “It’s f*cking 4:20 in the morning why the hell are you eating scones?!”
The first thought that came to Simon was, anytime is a good time for scones. Then he realized the truth.
“I just wanted to spend time with you.” He mumbled.
Baz stilled, but Simon couldn’t see his face. Suddenly, he felt arms drawing him to Baz. Gladly obliging, Simon leaned back against Baz’s chest, and Baz rested his chin on his head. “I can’t decide if that was adorable or corny.”
“Let’s go with adorable. Scone?” Simon offered one up. He could feel barely contained laughter rumbling in Baz’s chest as he accepted it. “Dork.”
Simon practically sensed Baz scowling. “I’m not a dork.”
“No, you’re vamp-ork.” He amended.
Baz cringed. “No comment.”
“Do you not have the words to describe your emotions you vampork?”
“It sounds like you’re calling me a porky vampire.”
“Maybe a pig vampire.”
“Stop.”
“No.”
Eating scones and talking in his husband’s arms was- in Simon’s view- the perfect way to spend an 4:25 am. He should do this more often. However he did have a feeling that when he woke up he either a) wouldn’t remember this or b) would recognize how terribly sleep-deprived this conversation most likely was.
They ended up finishing off the scones in companionable silence. Simon felt comfortable and tired. Yawning, he snuggled up against Baz’s chest. His eyes were heavy, and his perception of the world had taken on a fuzzy edge. Baz’s breath tickled his ear occasionally, and he smiled. Baz wrapped his arms around Simon and started to slide from sitting with his back pressed against the wall into lying down position. Simon sighed contentedly. He heard Baz whisper one last thing before he drifted to sleep. “Good night, love.”
A costest that turned out okay for Simon Snow (From a nicely called Carry on) this is novelty to me as I usually cosplay anime characters only. Also it was hard finding fan art of him but I managed. Also me hair is a bit of a different color. I like cosplaying with me hair😃😌 #simonsnow #simonsnowcosplay #simoncarryon #carryonsimon #catryonsimonsnow #carryon #carryoncosplay #carryonrainbowrowell #carryonrainbowrowellcosplay #bazpitch #bazxsimon #simonxbaz #tyrannusbasoltonbazpitch #rainbowrowell https://www.instagram.com/p/B0vxX7HHL-z/?igshid=19ricpwr3l9vz
I know we all love, live and breathe for chapter 61, but what I really love about it (maybe as much as “And then he kisses me.”) is that in the spanish version it says:
A/N: This is an idea I got from a drawing @snowbaz-lover made, thank you so much for all your ideas. I meant to put this yesterday but I forgot sorry.Enjoy!
Simon
"Baz, Baz, Baz, Baz, Baz. Snazzy Bazzy" I was bored so of course the only solution was to annoy Baz a skill I had developed in our first year at Watford, I continued to poke him finally earning a reaction as he rolled his eyes looking away from his book "What is it Snow?" he asks a hint of his old sneer playing on his lips. I smile triumphantly "I'm bored," I say, he raises an eyebrow as if asking what he was supposed to do about it "Can we go get scones?" Yesterday I had eaten the last few so now we didn't have any to eat at tea time and I really wanted to get out of the house so, in my opinion, it was a great idea, Baz, on the other hand, didn't seem too thrilled as he sighed marking his page and putting his book down to get his stuff before we left "Thank you!" I yelled as he walked down the hall, sure annoying Baz was one of my favourite past times but I always felt bad once it was over.
When Baz came down he had changed shirts and put his hair in a bun something he had picked up from Penny "You ready?" he asked I nodded, I never took anything anywhere I was too clumsy and would probably lose it.
The café was close so we decided to walk taking cutting through the park. When we got there, as usual, there was no queue and Lisa the barista greeted us with a smile "The usual?" she asked her peppy personality showing in her voice "And a cinnamon roll please" Baz answered, he seemed to love those almost as much as I loved scones but he doesn't eat them as much saying 'it's unhealthy Sow' I used to retort with 'so is smoking Basilton' but he quit so I just ignored him. We got out goods to take away and started walking back home.
As we were walking back through the park I noticed something rustling in the bushes now usually I would have ignored it but then I heard a whimper meaning whatever it was it was probably hurt, I know Baz had heard it too with his vampire senses and all "Snow!" Baz yelled as I crouched down to see what it was, he was looking at me like I was a mad man "We have to help it Baz we can't just leave it out here" I answered he was still hesitant but took the bag of scones anyway so I could investigate what it was.
I moved some branches out of the way and upon hearing a soft 'meow' I found a tuft of ginger fur, picking up the animal I saw that it seemed to have a sort of disfigured jaw and crossed eyes "It's a kitty" I said turning around for Baz to see the adorable animal in my hands curled up like this it was barely the size of my palm. "its jaw is broken" Baz remarked as he stared at the creature as if it were a piece of vermin, I glared at him "We have to help it Baz stop looking at it like that, just because it's dirty and a little broken doesn't mean we should leave it out here to starve" I was sporting a pout and when I saw Baz's eyes softened I knew I had won him over.
I carried the cat home and Baz brought along the precious scones and his cinnamon bun. Once inside Baz cast healing spells on the cat giving me a weary looks as he knew I still felt uncomfortable around Magik but for the sake of the kitty I shrugged it off after the cat was restored to full health I took into the bathroom to clean it (as much as I was willing to stand the Magik Baz wouldn't let me and I didn't want to leave).
Bringing it down the stairs I found the Baz in the kitchen making tea, I was stroking the kitty who was peacefully sleeping in my hands with pleading eyes I looked up at Baz and I think he could guess what I was about to ask because he turned towards me arms crossed "Can we keep it?' I asked already knowing his answer "No. Snow you can barely care for yourself how do you think you'll manage a cat?" He answered "Pleeeeeaassee. I promise I'll guard it with my life and Penny can help" I was now full on pleading with him, he looked down at the cat and as it awoke meowing softly he looked back at me "Fine, but you have to promise to take good care of it" he still seemed unsure but I wasn't going to push. I was grinning like a fool and if the kitty hadn't been in my hands I would have started jumping around.
Dang the frozen stickers on my closet! No regrets though I've been a bit lazy and busy so I still have no new cosplays. I really miss cosplaying 😭😭😭😔 #bazpitch #bazxsimon #simonxbaz #tyrannusbasoltonbazpitch #rainbowrowell #basilpitch #carryonsimon #vampirefangs #vampire #genderfluid #lgbt #vegan #jordancosplay https://www.instagram.com/p/B9IPZ9GHXD8/?igshid=uhktfpehsj6q