“yes the both of you look adorable, but can i please have my clothes back now?” With MoonKiller? (I think that’s the ship name for Remus and Barty)
oooooh a moonkiller! don't mind if I do
poly!bloodmoon x fem!reader who steal Remus' jumpers [352 words]
CW: whale vomit?, slytherin reader, barty and reader cannot be left unsupervised
Remus probably should have known better than to leave the two of you unsupervised in his dorm for any amount of time; this really was likely his own fault.
“What are you wearing?” He asked both of you as he stepped into the Gryffindor common room after his prefect rounds, the rest of Gryffindor long in bed and the two of you opting to leave his shared dorm to his roommates. And they said Slytherin’s weren’t polite.
You were the only one who answered him, though. “Chanel No. 5! Do you like it?” You responded cheekily, eyes shining with mirth and maybe a little bashfulness.
“That has whale vomit in it, you know.” Barty interjected lazily. “You’ve doused yourself in whale vomit.”
“Junior, why must you make everything disgusting?” You whined then, and Barty gave you an incredulous look.
“I didn’t put the whale vomit in it; ask Chanel.”
“Okay,” Remus interrupted what he could tell was about to become an argument, “Junior, what are you wearing?”
“Probably some Chanel No. 5.” He offered quickly with a satisfied smirk. “I think it sort of rubbed off on me.”
“You’re wearing whale vomit too.” You snickered, blowing Barty a raspberry that saw him lifting you off of the ottoman you’d been kneeling on and folding you up in his lap with no shortage of delighted squeals from you.
“Are both of you wearing my jumpers?” Remus finally asked, realising he should have started with the direct approach right from the get go.
“Yes!” Barty answered excitedly. “Don’t we look cute?”
“Yes, the both of you look adorable.” Remus deadpanned, though he knew his expression probably fell far softer than he was going for. “Can I have my clothes back now?”
Your bottom lip jutted out comically as you began to pout at him, but Barty - ever the problem solver - offered him a solution.
“Lupin, Remus, Moony, darling light of my life; let’s not go to extremes, yeah? Why don’t we make a trade?” He countered rather conspiratorially.
And whilst Remus wasn’t really a fan of quidditch, he did look really good in green.
