(@chrlieweasleys) “can i kiss you?” + thlaise (you KNOW I LOVE YOU)
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fddfgmafdgjlka I WROTE IT AND THEN TUMBLR DELETED IT but there it is my sons!!! i could make this so angsty but i decided not to
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blaise and theo weren’t dating. come on, don’t be ridiculous, they were just good friends. who were talking till the middle of the night in their dorm after draco was asleep. who were staring at each other whenever the latter wasn’t looking. who were losing focus every time the other talked, because they were so focused on him to notice anything else.
only good friends, right? just friends. nothing more than that.
for blaise this wasn’t just that. this, whatever this is that was going on between him and theo, wasn’t just friendship. and he wished it could be something more, this feeling being mutual, maybe even -
no. because this couldn’t. and blaise had to understand it. theo’s not going to like him back like that. and if he continues to think about it, it’s only going to get worse. he needs to get this outside his head, get these feelings outside his head.
apparently, this is much more complicated than he though. and with theo smiling at him so much, he couldn’t think about anything else but him and how he’s exactly what he needs.
blaise understands he has to end it at some point. one time he thought about really telling theo, but a second later stopped himself. because why would theo like him back? he probably likes someone else, and that’s no use to blaise. no, he’s going to get over it.
until he doesn’t.
when they were coming back from one of these boring herbology classes, theo touched blaise’s arm lightly.
“can we talk?” he asked, voice really quiet and nervous. and blaise nodded, because how could he tell theo no, and followed the shorter boy to a small corridor in the castle. no one was there but both of them, and blaise didn’t know if he liked it or not.
he wanted to ask what is it and why does theo look so nervous (he shouldn’t look nervous, he doesn’t deserve this), but theo started before he could ask.
“i’m…” he was so quiet blaise barely heard him, “ugh, fine, fuck it. i like you. like, that way. i needed to get this out of my chest because you deserve to know.”
it took blaise a second to understand. theo likes him. like that. theo likes him that way.
“i know you don’t like me back,” theo started, sounding stressed once again, “but that’s -”
“theo -”
“that’s okay, really, i -”
“theo, let me -”
“i understand, you don’t need to -”
“theo, i like you too!”
theo stopped talking, blinking in confusion. “what?”
blaise took a deep breath. he needed to think, he needed to fucking know what to say because he’s going to die before screwing up his chances with theo, but he didn’t have time to do any of these. so instead, he put his hand on the back of theo’s neck and leaned closer to him.
for a second blaise though this might not have been a good idea, because their foreheads were touching and they were breathing the same air and they were awfully close, and being so close to theo without theo pulling away made blaise so dizzy he wasn’t able to do anything.
“can i kiss you?” theo asked, whispered, his eyes moving from blaise’s eyes to his lips and back.
blaise breathed out something as close to yes as he could, and theo closed his eyes and leaned in and merlin, this was the best thing ever to happen to him. theo’s lips were so soft - how could lips be so soft? - and his right hand was on his cheek and the other resting on the crook of his neck, and blaise can’t even think of anything other than theo. and this was perfect, what’s happening was just perfect, because he’s with theo and no one is around. and this might’ve been exactly what he needed.