#demetrius x reader

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First star was too cold

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Summary: Demetrius with clingy reader headcannons

Demetrius Demond X reader

Notes: reader is mentioned having hair, I'll buy you wig if you don't have any twin so dw. Dem is trying to stay nonchalant deadhead but he's NOT, Damian mentioned, I'm a bit late I'm sorry, not reread

Tagged: @matchaandbrownies

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

▪︎ It took Demetrius exactly twenty-five minutes into meeting you to understand that something is odd about you. And no, it wasn't your hair

▪︎ It took Demetrius seven minutes into your first date to notice that you can't keep your hand away from his. Every single time his hand left yours you looked at him as if just divorced you after twelve years of marriage and two kids with third on the way

▪︎ There is no need to worries because against his better judgment, Demetrius adapts immediately. He puts two and two together and come to judgment that his girlfriend is clingy and he thrives in it

▪︎ You want to hold his hand? Sure, he likes holding your soft hand in his no matter if you're out or inside

▪︎ Hanging in his room all the time for no particular motive besides being close to him? Fine with him, just let him occasionally focus on studies if he requests too

▪︎ Though if your clinging gets to the point you're being overly jealous, intolerant and started losing your own personality, he'll give you reality check right in time before it overboils

▪︎ His tolerance is rather high to this if you don't make scenes in public. So play with his hair, keep holding his hand or requesting cuddles. Just don't overdo it outside his room when someone could take a picture or god forbid his father. He loves you but he refuses to disappoint his father

▪︎ Back to daily activities, which is studying for Demetrius. For some reason you pleaded for him to free his hair off that hair gel (the gel gotta go man) and let his beautiful hair breath, now his fromt pieces kept falling over his eyes. But he needn't worry for too long since you took one of your colorful hairclips and clipping the hair out of the way before giving him kiss on the forhead and going back to what you did before

▪︎ Congratulations, you fried his brain with your affectionate and he doesn't even know for what subject the homework he's writing is

▪︎ If you're not afraid of PDA and appreciate your boyfriend in school too then safe to say he's BOT stopping you

▪︎ He is the best student, he is the youngest person to become imperial and HE bagged that beautiful fine shyt you are. And nobody is taking his place, because he KNOWS that he's the best in all ways here. So if you see him throwing subtle smirk at some of his classmates in the hall or a student he lost the highest score in biology, one rank above him, then you know he's anything but ashamed of your clinginess. And if you ask him about it then you were hallucinating by the way

▪︎ Now if you think he's insufferable about you being his girlfriend in school. He's taking it to a whole another level woth teasing Damian, knowing how nervous he gets just from Anya. So besides his older brother being practically genius he also has absolutely gorgeous girlfriend who's constantly at his side

▪︎ So when Damian sees that his brother didn't even blink at you smoothing out his brother's sweater and kissing his cheek he was completely in speechless

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

▪︎ Back to the more intimate settings, even though Demetrius is crazy intelligent and loves you, he doesn't understand you. He has come to the terms that he doesn't understand anyone or their actions including his father or brother. But you left him even more clueless, why is your first thought after seeing him to hug him and immediately start showing affection? It's as if you cannot physically go on with your life until you check on him, call him every morning or evening, leave your date without kissing him. He didn't understand you, he didn't understand you at all but it didn't weight his mind down. It felt blissful and warm being in your presence and he find himself adapting to your clinginess to the point he craved it. So never stop looking into his eyes so deeply with yours, you've shown him so much and he wants to see even more.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Again i didn't reread this since I'm flying from left to right cut of Christmas. Btw i finally finished my economics essay, twenty-two written pages of pure agony, but it's finally done.

I'm not sure if I'll post before Christmas so Merry Christmas everyone, make sure to eat lot of yummy food and enjoy snow if you have any. 💕

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Stardew Valley Masterlist

Sebastian

Sam

sam accidentally walking in on you changing - headcanons

Shane

Alex

Harvey

like morning follows night - oneshot

sharing a bed with harvey - headcanons

Elliot

Penny

Haley

Emily

Abigail

Maru

Leah

Robin

Demetrius

Caroline

Pierre

Clint

Sandy

Jodi

Kent

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I Put a Spell on You

demetrius x fairy!reader

he wakes up too soon. it should be helena, not you!

warning: none

word count: 943

a/n: i kept the dialogue from the movie so the reader is referred to as a “goddess” and “nymph” by demetrius. but i made the descriptions as gender neutral as possible.

Oberon hisses in exasperation at Puck’s foolish error. You flinch at the harsh sound, never having heard that noise from him in your life. But Puck has. Many times, in fact.

“What hast thou done? Thou hast mistaken quite, and laid the love-juice on some true-love's sight!” he harshly breathes out, sighing as the other fairy ashamedly puts his head in his hands. 

“Whatever will we do to change his mind?” you ask worriedly, gaze hastily going to and fro between the two. 

The wiser fairy, Oberon, turns to Puck and calmly instructs, “About the woods go swifter than the wind, and Helena of Athens look thou find. By some illusion look thou bring her here. I'll charm his eyes against she do appear.”

“I shall do it!” you interject, eager to finally prove yourself amongst the skilled fairies. “I will set the nectar on his eyes. To him, Helena of Athens you will steer. Please, I ought to do this for my career!”

Oberon and Puck, fairies quite older than you are, pause to ponder. The latter is quicker to agree, while the former is reluctant. Nevertheless, he hands you the flower struck by Cupid, trusting you the task.

As they leave to find Helena in the lush wood, you approach the sleeping form of Demetrius. He has discarded his hat to the side and taken off his coat to serve as a makeshift pillow. He sleeps soundly despite his uncomfortable bed, peace apparent on his handsome features. In fact, his slumber is so deep that the owl’s hoots don’t stir him awake.

Your kind are the most beautiful creatures on the earth but even you cannot deny this human’s beauty. The moonlight bathes his alabaster skin in a beautiful silver light and you can almost imagine he is one of your people. You loom over him, enamoured by the flutter of his long lashes across his high cheekbones and the shape of his thin lips putting Cupid’s bow to shame. 

Cupid’s bow? Is there something that flits your mind? Ah, yes! The flower of love-in-idleness!

You scramble to recover from your reverie and start reciting the spell, the loud owl interrupting you for every other word. The sweet juice of the flower drops onto your finger as you tilt to collect it. On each of both eyelids, you delicately dot the nectar so as to not disturb his slumber.

“Flower of this purple dye, hit with cupid's archery, sink in apple of his eye. When his love he doth espy, let them shine as gloriously as the Venus of the sky. When thou ask'st, if they he by, beg of them for remedy.” 

You turn to leave but the maddening owl cries – a loud and shrill sound that pierces through the air. To your horror, the fair Demetrius wakes in a jolt. Immediately, he sits up, hand on a branch above him as he regards you. You gasp as his hazel eyes meet yours, vivid and evergreen even when amongst the lush forest in the darkness. 

In a quiet sort of panic, you swiftly stand. But your shock renders your feet frozen, unable to flee. You can only manage a few steps back.

You have erred greatly in a manner greater than Puck’s mistake. He and Oberon will surely be distressed and they will no longer let you take part in their adventures. You curse inwardly at your stupidity.

“Goddess! Nymph!”

He stands as well, towering over you with his height and strong physique. He gazes down at you with amazement… and love. He follows you backwards, steps as confident as his newfound love for you.

“Perfect. Divine,” he whispers ardently. 

You take a few more steps back and your back hits a tree. A grunt escapes you. He smiles, blinded by love, happy that he has you cornered. He lifts a hand to brush your unruly hair away from your face. It moves down, caressing your cheek.

You cannot perfect it yet, but this must be the right time to try. You close your eyes, tensing up while you attempt to focus on becoming invisible to the human eye. Yet, alas, you cannot do so, as his touch interferes with your focus. You open your eyes, frustrated. Despite the anger in your irises, he only sees beauty in them, the fire that burns within.

“To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyes? Crystal is muddy!”

He does not take his large hand – that dwarfs your head – away from your cheek. His fingers dare to brush your lips softly and faintly like a breeze’s touch. He is transfixed on your mouth now, his stare piercing and heated.

“O how ripe in show thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!” 

His hand snakes to the back of your head, cradling it against the bark. His chest heaves, as well as yours, for reasons entirely unalike. Then, he leans in and his soft lips brush against yours when you finally regain your voice by the grace of the gods. 

“O please let me go!” you exclaim weakly. “I am not the one you shall love. Return to your slumber and I will rear your love gone astray.”

He slowly pulls away, hurt and confusion clouding his irises. His brows furrow, a frown tugging on his lips. He does not understand. You are the one he loves, the only one in his eyes. You are beautiful. You glow so brightly, skin glittering like the full moon above. How can he ask for another? If you refuse his love, for his heart calls for it like a balm, then he shall beg for it.

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SLEEPOVER HEADCANONS WITH DEMETRIUS

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Notes: as promised it's here, i think this one went quite well. I didn't read it after myself yet so don't get jumpscares by the grammar

Demetrius Demond X gn!reader

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

▪︎ For the first time you're definitely not watching the movies with him in his room, but the cinema room. His father originally made it for educational purposes

▪︎ You're also sleeping in the guestroom i fear, not that Demetrius wouldn't like to have you in his room (or bed), but that's part of his manners

▪︎ If you come to his room at night because of nightmares then won't be enthusiastic about you disturbing his sleep

▪︎ (He'll let you sleep next to him without asking because of how whipped he is but don't ask fruther questions)

▪︎ To the actual movie i can assure his movie choices are anything but romantic. For the first time sleeping over you'll be watching some documentary, not the cute ones about penguins though. Get ready to hear about some Ostania's previous wars type documentary

▪︎ On your second sleepover you'll get an upgrade though, congratulations to no more watching war documentaries. This time you're watching some sci-fi futuristic alien who knows what

▪︎ He's messing with you and he barely watched the movie , but you have no proof yet.

▪︎ You'll get some though, trust

▪︎ On the THIRD sleepover you'll insisted on choosing the movie yourself. You watched your favourite movie. He didn't mutter a single word the whole time. You did recieve nod of approval after the movie ended

▪︎ No when you finally conviced him to have any actual sleepover in one room together you have staring contest for few minutes in silence (barely silence since Demetrius kept constantly chewing on some food)

▪︎ He ends up tackled on the bed with your trying to tickle him and he deadass panics. He IS ticklish and he will do his best to escapy without losing all that nonchalant facade

▪︎ If he doesn't escape then he burries his face in the pillow or blanket to save his face

▪︎ Ends up trying to tickle you back later that night when you LEAST EXPECT IT, geniuly waits till you lower your guard down

▪︎ Gives you goodnight kiss, either on your cheek or forhead

▪︎ If you complain about not getting any real kiss he'll scold you but kiss you eventually. He'll also hold your hand if you ask to without any prying

▪︎ If you sleep with your favourite plushies that you brought over then he'll hide them when you're in shower and later tried to gashlit you into thinking that YOU placed them there

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

A bit of more romantic ones:

▪︎ When the movie gets scary then he's gonna hold your hand or cover your eyes if you ask to

▪︎ Sharing blanket with you every time because this one is his "favourite" (it's not, he never saw the blanket before)

▪︎ When your relationship will be established and more progressed then his mission will be to distract you during important or thrilling scenes. Like purposely sitting closer to you, trailing light kisses on your arm, whispering sweet words to you

▪︎ The day before the sleepover Demetrius keeps checking the whole room multiple times as if some inspection is about to arrive and not his girlfriend/boyfriend/partner

▪︎ Remembers the names of your plushies if you have any

▪︎ In the morning when he wakes up according his daily schedule he'll spare few minutes looking at you sleeping before waking you up and getting up

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Tagged: @ameliaskyzz

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How fast does he melts into a kiss?

Demetrius Desmond X gn!reader

Notes: sfw, maybe suggestive, kissing, author is farming on HSR while writing ts and my phone is getting FRIED

Melting speed: 8/10 if he's sure the two of you are alone

-3/10 if you're in public

As Anya knows, his head is empty. Not when his fine shyt (you) is around though. He loves you the real deal, like i will introduce you to my alien scary father and my mentally ill mother love.

So when you're both alone, he doesn't mind your kisses, but he wouldn't kiss you in public.

But right now it's just you and him in his dorm room with a some materials for his essay neatly spread across the table in order.

His bed used to be made flawlessly too until you threw yourself onto it and rolled around. But hey, your reasoning is completely valid. Because why is he laser focused on writing some essay about the 67th president of Ostania instead of giving attention to his beautiful partner.

Apparently his pretty eyes were destined to spend the whole afternoon staring into those materials. So you took it upon yourself to change it.

"Demetrius... I have a quest for you. One far more interesting than whatever you're doing right now."

Besides acknowledging your words with a nod his attention remained glued on that paper.

"And I'll need your attention for that. Please?" As you patted the empty space on his bed next to you, the chair screeched and he finally got up and reluctantly sat down.

"What is it?"

"I don't like your tone." That got you one raised eyebrow from him and you couldn't hold back but smile.

"What quest have you prepared for me... [Reader]?"

"It will be matter of seconds, no worries. Get ready, be steady."

"How-" As soon as your lips connected his breath hitched, but he didn't hesitate to kiss you back.

It was tranquil like always, not too rushed or passionate, but it didn't lack depth.

As your lips kept moving against each other you felt his hand moving closer to your hair and lightly grab as if to ground himself. A reminder that this is really happening right now to him in his room.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

"[Reader], just delete it please."

"But why? I won't share it to anyone... expect maybe Damian, that pink girl, your mum and maybe your roommate. Consider it, motivation material incase you refused to spend time with me."

"Seriously? At your big age-"

"Did you just call me old? We're the same age and class."

"Actually we're not the same age because we were not born on the same day, only same year... blah blah blah proper name backstory stuff.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

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DON'T CALL ME DARLING, I'M TOO RUDE!!

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Demetrius Desmond X fem!reader

Summary: Demetrius aka the finest shyt ever invites you to dinner with his grandparents instead of giving up. Part 2 of Not much of a proposal, can be ready separately

- ik they didn't mention grandparents in the manga but Donovan would lowkey send bomb at us) Also ignore that mobiles weren't a thing

Warnings: Slightly suggestive comment at the end, Demetrius is still 18 in this but the age doesn't really matter ig

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Your plan has officially failed. At this point you should just hire some pretend boyfriend to get rid of Demetrius, but you wouldn't he surprised if even that didn't work. Since that most embarrassing day of your life he has not left you alone for a single day. He greets you every time he sees you in the school and even messages you every day. It was always something formal but he never failed to find a way to keep contact.

Just as you were hoping for your days long nightmare to end, he invited you to dinner with his grandparents. You didn't even wanna know what type of people they were at this point. You merely gage him half hearted nod and went on with your day.

The rest of the week you spent searching up etiquette and unsaid formal rules that should never be broken. First day was amateur and chaotic, this dinner will be... whatever it will be. As long as it ends quickly.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

"So what do you like to do in your free time?"

"Nothing."

"How did you and our Demetrius first meet?"

"I don't remember."

"Do you like today's dinner? Our chefs have prepared it just like Demetrius likes."

"It tastes like cabbages with ashes thrown into it as seasoning. Maybe a chicken could fly over and eat it for me."

"What is your favourite think about Demetrius? Is it his intelligence? Flirting? Gifts he has given you? His looks?"

"The only gifts he has given me were flowers..."

"Didn't know our Demetrius was such a romantic? He always looks so shy!"

"I'm allergic to pollen. I like his... shoes I guess."

And the conversation went forward like this for few minutes with Demetrius's grandfather looking like he'd be anywhere else but here. On the other hand his grandmother was overjoyed for some reason.

A mere glance at Demetrius was all you needed to confirm that he was still intesively focused on eating his food.

''We always knew that our Demetrius would find someone different. He's so unique himself. He's smart, handsome, full of love to give and such perfectionist."

Nod, nod, a pause, nod.

This strategy was useless, if you sticked to the originally you would be kicked out by now. Screw your creativity.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Dem's pov:

Peaceful dinner, family time with his possible future wife. The day was perfect, even his girlfriend was starting to be slightly more open minded and natural around his family. This day was just perfect, and so was the stake on his plate.

"Yeah, me and Demetrius are affectionate all the time. Right Dem? We make out in between classes every day, it's definitely the highlight of his day." He heard you say a bit too clearly.

The fork in his way clincked against his plate as his attention shifted. "Of course, all the time. Just like she said."

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Your pov:

That was all. No reaction or refusal or whatsoever. Is he allergic to saying no or embarrassing you. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by his grandfather who finally spoke up after being silent the whole evening.

This was it, your moment. He was about to share his strict disapproval and provide twenty minutes ling presentation on traditions and ho you do not fit them. Thank you, mother and father.

"The storage rooms are classics for make outs. But you must not lead it fruther. If you want to get steamy and lose some clothes then go to the tower at noon or dawn."

Your jaw hit the floor and Demetrius's eyes were about tu bulge out of it's sockets.

"How... thoughtful. Thank you." You said quietly before slumping into the chair, your last bits of sanity has left you.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

The fresh air was something you didn't know you could miss so much. Now all you needed to do was walk towards the car and let his driver get you home.

"The dinner was adequate. My grandparents enjoyed your presence, i suppose i shall bring you over more often."

"Actually, i wanted to ask you to not call me your girlfriend. Since I'm not, you know it's kinda awkward." Not even the awkward little laugh you let out covered your remaining embarrassment.

"Sure, let's discuss it at dawn in the academy's tower."

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Tagged: @elaissxf

Ik this took long, don't throw tomatoes at me. Also I'm giving myself officially deadline to post one more dem X reader this week

And I didn't read it after myself to correct grammar cuz im lazy chud today (like every other day)

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Would you underline me?

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Summary: Demetrius invites [reader] to his room so they can watch movies, but [reader] is NOT focusing on the movie

Demetrius Desmond X Reader

Requested by: @magent4ha1redgodes5

Notes: a bit suggestive, kissing mentioned but nothing more, reader is lowkey down bad but Demetrius is down bad more trust, reader is a bit more freaked out than usual

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

When Demetrius invited you over for movie night you got all kinds of ideas starting with watching boring documentary movies for school to Demetrius pulling out some movie you would never expect him to watch.

You looked at him chewing on some dried apricots while he stared with his eyes slightly squinted at the screen. Is it because he needs to get glasses? Or he's really focused on the movie? You had no idea but you wished he stared at you right now.

"That's wrong."

His voice pulled you out of your thoughts in confusion but he remained silent for a moment.

"Hitler never said-"

"Why are we watching movie about... a dictator? I mean i get we talked about him at school today, but maybe I'd rather the ant documentary now."

"What ant documentary?"

You blinked few times to calm your mind. Watching him instead of the movie would calm your mind greatly if Hitler's speeches wouldn't ring through the room every few minutes.

You'll have to ask him out on a picnic instead and stuff his mouth with some puff pastry. Maybe glazed with some Apricot Twists too since he seems to love them so much.

"Demetrius... what about you make up some nickname for me instead of watching that? I mean i call you Dem when we're alone. So warm up that big brain of yours a little."

With a lazy pace you walked to his bed before falling onto that soft dreamy mattress to get some rest.

"Ouch"

Expect that mattress wasn't soft in the slightest. Is this what soldiers sleep on? Imagine having all money in the world, but giving your son a military style bed.

Demetrius's hand moved your legs to the side few moments later to make space for himself too.

"Would you still invite me if your father was there? In the house?"

"No."

"And your mother?"

"No."

"Would you move away if kissed you? You're were so handsome and cute when you were focused on that movie."

A silence. Demetrius didn't blink or avoid your gaze.

"Your eyes are so pretty too. Do you think our children would have my eyes or yours?"

"I can never tell what's on your mind amatrix. Both, they'd have both."

You leaned to press chaste kiss on his cheek but immediately realised the weight of his words.

"THEY? So you were thinking about our future! I caught you in crime first son."

Demetrius catching you off guard? You'll catch him off guard too, this won't be left unforgiven.

With swift movement you got on top of him and started peppering his face with kisses. Demetrius being the silent simp didn't even move away, because teasing his lover and getting kisses out of it? Sign him up for daily subscription.

After few more kisses you stopped near his ear to whisper quietly as if you two aren't completely alone.

"Hey Demetrius, what would your father said if he knew you got a hickey?"

Demetrius squinted his eyes for a moment, but not really saying no. Until you followed with a teasing nip on his neck, not hard enough to leave an actual mark but soft enough to make him feel it.

In a blink of an eye you found yourself laying on your back while Demetrius had his face burried in your neck and you could swear he snorted once and even laughed a little.

⊹ ࣪ ﹏﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Noted: THIS IS SO SHORT TOO WHAT IS GOING ON? Amatrix should mean 'lover' or 'beloved' in latin but I'm business academy student not a med enthusiast so i can't say much beside the power of google. Also this took some time and it still turned out ass so I'm really sorry for not making it as good as my old stories.

As an apology I'll go back to writing more headcannons since i seem to be better at that, don't throw tomatoes at me pls guys (-。-)y-~

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Hey bro can you pass me the salt?

Demetrius Desmond X gn!reader

Summary: u ain't getting no salt

The dinner looked to it's usual standard, exquisite and perfectly balanced. Not overly salty and not lacking salt either. The table setting was carefully arranged to look symmetrically perfect. So what caused the young man's mood to sour up so quickly?

The cook could swear he disappeared for mere five minutes and when he returned the table was deadly silent. Which would be normal if Demetrius Desmond haven't had his partner over.

Unknowingly to the kitchen staff, it was all your doing.

Earlier you were invited by your boyfriend for dinner at his house. And even if it wasn't the most romantic setting to dine in that unsettling mansion, it was still a moment with him. Which was precious in between final tests.

So you made it your task to make the best of every second, in your own way.

"Hey bro, can you pass me the salt?"

The room stayed completely silent with the sole exception of Demetrius's fork and knife hitting the plate. He didn't even look up, just kept eating.

As the silence stretched you could see Demetrius stopping his movements as the gears turned in his head before shifting his head towards you.

"Were you talking to me my love?"

You couldn't deduce his emotions from his face as he squinted his eyes at you.

"Yes... so pass the salt bro."

Momentary silence again.

"Not likely."

The salt was moved away even fruther from your reach and the dinner continued. But this time with Demetrius's gaze shifting towards you every once a while. You had to admit that the attention you were receiving was a good change. A welcomed change. So you made the most of it. Smiling at him enthusiastically or blowing a kiss to him which made Demetrius bite the inside of his cheek.

He was trying to stay grumpy so badly, but his facade kept showing cracks.

Before you could finish your meal he aburtly stood up and on reflex you did as well before fleeing. You were running across the whole house through the garden and even the greenhouse till eventually you turned back and ran into his room.

Your hands moved fast to lock the door and sitting on the bed with a sigh. Your peace hasn't lasted long as you noticed the window cracking before Demetrius climbed into his own room.

The gasp that escaped you was nothing compared to the warm feeling in your cheeks.

"Since when can *the* Demetrius Desmond climb into other people's room?"

"My room."

"Okay... your room."

Your hands moved to his shoulders and eyes to his lips. And eventually your body moved too, you could feel his breath on yours until his hand stopped you.

"I don't kiss my bros."

"Okay, im sorry!"

A/n:Didn't read it after myself but i never do at this point. Also im not enjoying Poland at all, only the capybaras were solid.