Sebastian: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why.
MC: Only if you also don't ask why
MC: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick.
Sebastian:
MC:
Sebastian: This one is fine.
Sebastian and a more curvy (blonde, Slytherin) F!MC, since there is a definite lack of chubbier MCs and you cannot tell me Seb wouldn't like himself something to grab on to on a partner. You can not.
~2k words
SFW
Warning: Discussion of negative body image
Sebastian had the gnawing feeling that something was going on with his friend. Something not altogether good.
She usually was such an energetic and happy-go-lucky person, in fact he never met anyone who was more active than her. Always running about for anyone and their aunt, doing tasks and errands and even more quests and then some. Always with such a sunny demeanour. He enjoyed that about her, he could use the sunshine after their…tumultuous last year. In fact, he often found himself thinking about her to lift up his mood should it be brought down through various circumstances over the summer break. Even looking past her infectious joy she was a presence that engulfed every room she was in in light: her big, bushy, blonde hair and warm, brown eyes, her dimples when she smiled.
Since coming back for their 6th year Sebastian also had to confess to himself more…ungentlemanly thoughts and observations towards his lady-friend: she had filled out wonderfully over the summer! While she always had a more womanly figure, she now looked positively rubenesque! Sebastian caught himself in daydreams of running his hands over all those wonderful curves, and pressing her body to his while she laughed so sweetly into his neck…
But the last few days she seemed…less. Less running about, less sunshine less…herself. When asked about it she would deflect, of course, like a wounded animal a Slytherin would never confess to being in pain. But he was her friend, wasn’t he? After everything they had been through together, she must know that his support of her was absolute! But being of house Slytherin himself he took it upon himself to figure out what had his dear one down, after all he was nothing if not stubborn once he set himself a goal.
So, he checked in on her a few more times during the day than may have been necessary. For now, nothing seemed to have come off his little shadowing, but a few clues:
Firstly: Ominis had also started to pick up on her dejected mood: ‘she seems particularly afflicted in the early morning, doesn’t she?’ the blond young man whispered to his best friend ‘I could swear her to be avoiding us in the common room this morning, would you agree?’ And indeed, she almost scurried off to the great hall after coming down the stairs from the girl’s dormitory, which was very unusual for her. Normally they would greet each other first thing in the mornings.
Secondly: she looked different. It was still warm outside, even in the later hours of the day, but Sebastian rarely saw her without her robe anymore, a true shame if you asked him! She also wore her hair squeezed into a braid, smoothed down with some sort of pomade. It didn’t fit her at all, she looked much too dull for a young woman who was so outgoing and luminous.
Lastly: She hardly joined them for breakfast anymore. “Pardon, but I have to prepare something for Sharp’s class beforehand, just eat without me” and some such excuses. She always used to love to have breakfast with him before, talking about silly dreams or the latest gossip in the opposite dormitory while enjoying a pastry or two and some sweet tea. But now: Nada. It irked and worried Sebastian in equal measure.
The following day Sebastian steeled his resolve to get to the bottom of this problem. This situation could not continue, what a friend would he be to let her wallow in some unknown turmoil alone?
To his surprise she didn’t seem to appear at all in the common room this morning ‘Ominis, this is strange, I will wait a bit longer for her to come down, you go on ahead…did you hear the other girls say anything?’ Ominis fidgeted with his wand, mirroring Sebastian’s scowl of worry ‘Imelda said she was a bit late this morning and only got out of bed after all the girls where almost finished getting ready for the day.’ Sebastians worry deepened a bit at this: she was never late, come fire or high water, something must be amiss. ‘Go on ahead Ominis, if anyone asks, I don’t feel too well, but I have to check on her, something is off.’ The blind Gaunt nodded to his friend and made his way to the great hall himself ‘make sure to get to the bottom of this, I am beginning to get worried myself, I will think of something for Weasley’s class.’
Sebastian waited for almost half an hour, the common room desolate and silent for once except the gurgling of the black lake, until he heard quiet steps come down the stairs. Accompanied by equally quiet sniffles. Sebastian immediately shot up, alarmed, and spotted his friend: Shocked, large eyes, like those of a mooncalf.
“Seb! Why…what are you doing here? Are…are you ill?” she tried to deflect after a short period of collecting herself, trying to flat down her hair in a nervous gesture. But when no answer came, she looked back up and saw the brown-haired Slytherin make a quick beeline towards her, only stopping when he reached the bottom of the stairs to the girl’s dorm. ‘Ill of worry! Pardon me for being blunt here, but you look terribly unhappy, have in fact for the past few days and as you friend, speak to me, please! What has gotten into you, let me try to help at least?’ He reached out a hand to beckon her come down the last few stairs down to him. His face was a mask of worry at her distraught state. ‘I would not have you unhappy if I can do anything to help it or at least let me in on what has you down?’
Instead of taking Sebastian’s hand the blonde girl only looked at him for a moment longer before beginning to chew her lip and look off to the side, uncomfortable nervousness written clearly on her face. Sebastian let his hand sink a bit at the change in atmosphere. ‘I am sorry, truly, for making you worry, it was not my intention, you must believe me. I…you would think me silly if I told you, promise me you won’t laugh when I tell you?’
Sebastian reached his hand up again with more vigour for her to take ‘I hope YOU would not think me so cruel as to laugh at my friend’s misery, but first come down. Let us sit and then tell me what has you so beside yourself.’ He gave her a careful smile he hoped looked encouraging rather than as if making light of the situation.
She gave him a tiny nod and let him lead her to one of the wonderfully soft couches. His hand never left hers even after they sat down and his thumb continued to rub slowly over her knuckles in a calming gesture. He waited for her to speak first.
‘I- heavens this is so silly…’ she took a slow breath ‘Since coming back from the summer break I noticed everyone, the girls that is, looking- looking so beautiful and grown up.’ She took a careful glace at Sebastian to see if he was catching up on the root of her problem, he was usually fast concerning such thing, but she only saw him wearing a concentrated expression, trying to follow her words closely ‘I heard some of the boys noticing them too *look how long and slender her legs are!*, *look how sharp and elegant her cheekbones!* and- ‘she gave a frustrated sigh ‘I just feel like a goshdarn Kneazle next to them. A chubby Kneazle at that.’
Finally, it clicked for Sebastian and he had to supress a little surprised laugh bubble up, the last thing he wanted was for her to think he was making fun of her, no way no how! ‘Let me summarize that to see if I got it right: you feel like your weight makes you less desirable than the other girls for some boys?’ The blonde hid her face behind her hands in embarrassment ‘I TOLD you it was silly! I should not be worried about what others think of me as long as I am happy, right? That’s how that’s supposed to go? But sometimes, you cannot help but fell like *what if it’s true though, what if you like someone and THEY think it’s true* and then somebody else snatches up-’.
Sebastian was always one to act first and maybe think about it afterwards. Maybe. But hearing his friend talk herself into a spiral like that he had to intervene and did the thing that came to his mind first: he threw his arms around her in a strong hug.
‘You are right that THOUGHT is silly. For some hypothetical idiots, too! You are perfect the way you are and if I were to be lucky enough-‘ but he stopped himself before thing would get even more awkward than they seemed to become by the second, the more he opened his big, stupid mouth. ‘UHM, this-this ain’t about me thought, for SOME boys,- what I wanted to say is, that YOU don’t need to change for no one, got it?’
Sebastian was torn between pulling away from the girl in his arms and risk her seeing his tomato-red face or to continue this awkward hug and risk her thinking him a bit too forward. Thinking he rather have her think him a bit intense than having her be uncomfortable on his accord he carefully tried to pry himself off her, his dignity be damned. To his surprise his friend was the one preventing him from pulling away. ‘-if you were lucky enough…? Are we still talking hypotheticals here?’. She carefully almost-whispered into his neck where she had buried her face.
Sebastian took an audible gulp. Here goes nothing old boy. ‘…if I were lucky enough to have someone as gorgeous as you by my side, I would not wish you ANY different. Not as long as it makes you seem as miserable as you have lately. In fact, I rather enjoy the way you started to look when you returned for the new year. You are glowing and-and… Merlin’s beard, please stop me if this is getting awkward or I will continue to say way too many embarrassing things.’ Sebastian could feel his hands becoming clammy around her tense shoulder. Great Sallow, run your mouth a little more why don’t you. Idiot. Why not tell her you love to steal a look at her butt from time to time, hm? Ask her to go out with you? Make it REAL weird.
‘And…?’
‘…and any bloke, including me should be so lucky as to have a lady as gorgeous as you by his side. Body AND mind.’ Saved it. Somewhat. Hopefully.
‘Please tell me you are not just saying this to make me feel better Sebastian. No hypotheticals!’ her words were slightly muffled from how tightly she pressed her face into his skin. ‘I would never. I mean it, truly.’ He spoke into the top of her hair. Carefully the girl began to pull back from the tight embrace and looked up at her fellow Slytherin from under her thick lashes. ‘What if I tell you that those hypothetical boys were you then? That I heard some of the other girls talk about how handsome you have gotten over the summer break and I was afraid that you would find them more appealing than me?’.
After a baffled few seconds, Sebastian gave her the biggest, goofiest smile ‘are you also one of these girls who think I have gotten handso-oof’ he felt a little jab into his side, near the kidneys, from where his friend poked him ‘Mercy! I will quit it, I promise!’ he gave her a quick laugh and took her face between both his big hands. ‘How could anyone even hope to compare to you, dear?’ He slowly let his thumbs caress her now smiling cheeks. ‘You have no idea how happy that makes me, Seb.’ The brow-eyes boy gave her a quick peck onto her nose ‘Happy enough to go back to your happy beaming self I hope.’
Both fell back into their embrace, this time without the tension or awkwardness from before.
‘Also, you have THE best-looking bum in all of Hogwarts.’
To which his lady-friend only continued laughed heartily into his neck.
MC: I'm kinda crushing on someone, but I'm worried about telling you who it is, because I know you won't like it.
Ominis: Just rip the bandage off.
MC: Its Sebastian.
Ominis: Put the bandage back on.
Wait Sebastian are you flirting with me 🤭🫣😅😜😘 And thank you for whomever made this AI Chat (I apologize I am horrible with keeping track of who made what chat, also all the Sebastian chats are my favorite tbh)
sypnosis: imelda comes up with a scheme to force you and sebastian to confess your feelings for each other.
garreth paced around the dimly lit broom closet, occasionally looking at the door and then at imelda, who was sat criss crossed on the floor with a smoking cauldron in front of her. he then glanced down at the various parchment paper and opened books sprawled throughout the floor. the slytherin girl didn't look at all troubled as she began pouring ingredients into the pot while her eyes wandered across one of the book's pages.
"are you sure this is going to work?" garreth asked as he scratched the back of his neck. "this could go terribly wrong, you know."
"oh, hush, will you?" imelda quipped, stirring the pot and glaring up at the gryffindor. "if you just follow my lead, then everything will go according to plan."
"how did i even get tied up in all of this?" garreth frowned, crossing his arms. "i only agreed to help you with your plan because you let me copy your transfiguration notes. i didn't think it would be this mad!"
"honestly, you're a gryffindor, why don't you act like it?" imelda scoffed. "and give me the vial over there!"
garreth sighed before kneeling on the floor and passing imelda a vial that was farther away from her. imelda held the empty vial in one hand, while she held a ladle in the other. she carefully began to scoop up the concoction from the cauldron and into the vial. after she was finished, garreth watched in bewilderment as imelda held the vial up with a proud smirk.
"and with this, i won't have to listen to (y/n)'s rants about sallow." she huffed and garreth couldn't help but look at her with an incredulous expression. "what? why are you looking at me like that?" imelda tilted her head in confusion and glared at the gryffindor.
garreth's eyes nearly popped out of his head at her nonchalant attitude. "are you mad?! how do you even know if this will work? if anything, sebastian is going to kill me!"
"that's exactly what we need!" imelda's lips stretched into a sly smirk and garreth felt a shiver go up his spine at the sight. "sallow just needs a push and this is it! if he sees '(y/n)' being cozy with another boy, he's sure to lose it!"
garreth knew that he couldn't escape being imelda's accomplice. not when he had promised her anything in return if she lended him her transfiguration homework.
"so, you know what to do, right?" imelda asked with a raised brow and garreth gulped before hesitantly nodding. "perfect. now keep watch at the door. i don't want anyone knowing we're in here."
garreth let out a heavy sigh and did as imelda said, shuffling toward the door and cracking it open.
"okay, how do i look?" imelda's voice behind him asked and garreth reluctantly turned around to face her.
garreth's eyes nearly bulged out of his head and his jaw dropped at the sight. imelda's polyjuice potion had been a success! there imelda was in front of his eyes, looking exactly like your clone. no, imelda was you. there was no doubt that anyone would be fooled.
"i-it worked!" garreth stammered and imelda crossed her arms over her chest with a proud grin. "you look exactly like her!"
imelda walked over to him and smacked his head. "of course i do, you git! that's how a polyjuice potion works."
garreth rubbed the spot that imelda had stuck him and frowned. he watched as imelda untied her hair, letting the (h/c) tresses fall down her shoulders and ruffling her scalp. garreth looked confused as imelda loosened her tie and unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her dress shirt.
"wait, what are you doing?" garreth averted his eyes to the ground and imelda roll her eyes.
"following the plan."
came her quick response and garreth let out a yelp as her hands found his own tie. "w-wait, what on earth are you doing now?!" he hissed as he felt his tie being undone and imelda didn't respond as her fingers now worked on unbuttoning his dress shirt. garreth stared down in horror as his chest was no exposed.
"okay, finishing touches." imelda mused as she pulled out a stick of lipstick from her robe's pocket. she applied it on her lips before puckerin and glancing up at garreth, who was still trying to process what was going on. "here." the girl swiped a bit of the product on her thumb before smearing it across the corner of garreth's lips and a bit on his collar.
"great. move." imelda pushed him aside and peeked through the door. her (e/c) eyes lit up at the sight of sebastian sallow in the halls, a few meters away from the broom closet that they were in. "alright, weasley, it's time. try not to blow our cover."
garreth was confused, but was quickly stunned as imelda grabbed his hand and rushed out the door.
"play along." imelda whispered to the gryffindor and garreth winced as he looked down at her face-or rather your face. this seemed incredibly wrong. garreth was staring at imelda who was now wearing your face at the moment.
imelda guided garreth's hands to her waist with one hand, while the other rested on his chest. garreth tried his best to play along with her antics, forcing a smile on his face, although garreth figured he actually looked constipated. "is sallow looking?" imelda whispered, leaning up toward garreth's face and he quickly glanced toward sebastian, who was now staring at them with an unreadable expression.
garreth nodded hesitantly and imelda smirked before cupping his jaw. she let out an innocent giggle, acting as though garreth had said something funny. garreth's lips quirked into a nervous smile and his unconsciously eyes met with sebastian's.
if looks could kill, garreth would be dead on the spot. the glare that sebastian pierced into him caused a shiver to run up garreth's spine. sebastian's fists were balled at his side and were slytherins always this intimidating when they were mad? garreth was sure that sebastian was going to walk over at any moment.
imelda noticed garreth's frozen state and tilted her head slightly to view sebastian's reaction. her eyes met with a pair of angry ones. sebastian's brown eyes were darkened menacingly at them before turning around and storming off in the other direction.
"and now we wait." imelda huffed with a smirk as she pulled away from a very stunned garreth. "lucky you, weasley. sallow didn't kill you, now did he?"
garreth said nothing as he looked to where sebastain once stood. if sebastian sallow didn't kill him now, there was no doubt in garreth's mind that he'd do that later.
-
sebastian charged into the undercroft with his fist balled tightly at his side. he was fuming! if anyone could see him now, they'd be able to see the smoke coming from his flushed ears. his brows were wrinkled into a glare, his eyes were dark, and his face was nearly red with anger. even the dimly lit room that he was in could be lit with the rage that he was feeling in his chest.
what did i just witness?, sbeastian thought as he paced around the hard stone floors. you with that garreth? no, his eyes must have been playing tricks on him. there's no way that you'd fancy such a such a daft, idiot like garreth, right?
sebastian knew that he had no right to be angry. especially when he knew that you and him were nothing more than friends. partners in crime that took down trolls and dueled together. all this time, sebastian has pined for you, yet never had the courage to ask you to be his. now someone else has you. the thought made him grit his teeth. he should've asked you a long time ago to be his.
with sebastian's head filled with regrets and doubts, he hadn't heard the entrance of the undercroft open. he certainly didn't notice you and ominis walking into the room, which greatly confused you both as you exchanged confused expressions.
"sebastian?" he heard your voice call out to him from behind and he quickly snapped out of his thoughts as he twisted around. "are you alright? you look red in the face. are you running a fever?"
sebastian said nothing as he stared at you with an unreadable expression. you paid no mind to his silence as you shuffled over to him, drawing close to him to lay your hand on his forehead. he was burning up.
"don't act like you care." sebastian seethed suddenly, pulling away from you and your touch. your expression fell as his cold tone pierced an arrow through your chest. "really, (y/n)? garreth? you can do so much better than that."
"what on earth are you talking about, sebastian?" you uttered, feeling hurt at the sudden cold stare that you were receiving.
"what am i talking about?" sebastian hissed, before abruptly pointing a finger at the exit. "i'm talking about you coming out of the broom closet with garreth fucking weasley a couple minutes ago. looks like you had a great time with him in there."
"sebastian, are you mad?!" ominis quipped, holding his hands out to stop his friend from saying anything else. "(y/n) was with me in the library. we were studying for the upcoming test for potions class."
"i'm not stupid, ominis, i saw her with my own eyes!" sebastian boomed and (y/n)'s brows furrowed her brows in confusion.
why was he acting like this?, you thought before turning around to ominis who was getting irritated by sebastian's behavior.
"ominis, if you don't mind," you say with a bit of assurance in your voice. "i'd like to talk to sebastian alone."
ominis' lips pursed together and you were sure that he was contemplating whether or not to listen to you. sebastian was acting strange and ominis wanted to figure it out as well. nonetheless, ominis agreed after a few minutes of silence. you and sbeastian watched as ominis turned around, letting his wand lead him to the exit of the undercroft.
as soon as you heard the doors shut, you turned to sebastian who was glaring down at the floor. you slowly took a step toward him, making sure that he could see your hands.
"i won't touch you if you don't want me to." you say in a hushed tone and he glanced up at you. this time, his glare softened and you could see his eyes swimming with conflict. "please, sebastian, tell me what is wrong? you're acting strange and i just want to help."
you watched as he turned his head away from you. sebastian could barely look at you without feeling his chest tighten. all he could think about was the way your body pressed into garreth's. the way garreth's arms were wrapped around you waist so tenderly. the way you giggled at something weasley had said as if he had said the most funniest thing in the world. the image of you and garreth coming out of the broom closet, looking so disheveled plagued his mind.
"sebastian?"
merlin, your voice sounded so small in his ears. the soft and caring tone in your voice made him want to take back his actions. sebastian was acting like an arse, yet you still talked to him like he was the most delicate thing in the world. without a word, he looked back at you with a more pained expression, which made your lips pull into a frown.
"what's wrong?" you asked again and sebastian sighed, knowing that he could never escape you. not when you looked at him with a pleading expression. you looked like you could cry at any moment.
"i-it's nothing," sebastian stammered. "i was just overreacting."
"sebastian, you've never acted this way with me before." you pressed, coming closer to him until you were an inch away. you gently grabbed his hand into yours. "you mentioned something about me and garreth. what happened?"
sebastian seemingly looked embarrassed now as he brought his other hand up to scratch the back of his neck and averted his eyes to the ground.
"i saw you and garreth coming out of the broom closet on the fourth floor. you both looked...cozy. listen, if you and weasley are seeing each other, then fine-i mean, i-i'm happy for you if you're happy, but you can do so much better than that-"
sebastian was quickly cut off by your laughter echoing through the room. he was stunned for a moment as you bent over to quell your never ending giggles.
"sebastian, what are you talking about?" you wheezed in between giggles and you squeezed his hand tighter. you took a minute to calm down, however when you did, you gazed up at sebastian with an amused smile. "i was with ominis in the library, so it couldn't have been me. how could i be in two places at once?"
sebastian recalled what ominis had said. you were in the studying with ominis in the library the whole time. he was confused now. could it have been a mistake? did he think it was you? no, you had turned around. sebastian was sure that he saw your face.
"b-but i saw you." sebastian stuttered and you titled your head.
"i promise you, sebastian, i was with ominis since classes ended." you say with a smile and sebastian could see no hint of deceit in your eyes. "and garreth?"
you let out a laugh once again and sebastian's lips quirked into a small smile. your laughter really was contagious. he couldn't help it at all. sebastian could never resist you.
"honestly, garreth is a nice fellow," you say with a hint of teasing. "but i could never have feelings for him. besides, i'm in love with someone else."
sebastian's eyes snapped up to meet yours and you were sure that you saw a flash of hurt in them. you could basically see his shoulders slump in disappointment. it made you stifle a giggle.
"you might know him, he's always the talk of hogwarts." you grin, deciding to play with him a bit. "he's quite a trouble maker, witty, and cunning. a true slytherin, if i do say so myself."
a slytherin?, sebastian thought and was visibly intrigued with you description.
"but, he is also very charming and kind. he knows how to make me laugh and smile when i'm feeling down. he cares for those who are close to him. he'd do anything for them, even if it meant risking his own life. i admire him for that. how could anyone not fall in love with him?"
sebastian's face was glowing with anticipation and you chuckled as you let go of his hand to poke his cheek. "he also gets very jealous easily, but i don't mind. i find it to be quite adorable."
you laugh as you wrap your arms around his midriff and tucked your face into his chest with a knowing smile adorning your lips. you could feel sebastian stiffen against you and you propped your chin up on his chest to gaze up at him.
sebastian's heart felt like it could nearly beat out of his chest at any moment. his eyes seemed dazed, as if he was just waking out of a dream. this had to be a dream, right? you, his longtime crush, was admitting to being in love with him. is that what you meant?
"you...you love me?' sebastian uttered in disbelief and you slowly ran your hands up his back to cup the back of his neck.
"yes, you idiot." you mused with a genuine smile. "i'm in love with you, sebastian sallow. you and only you."
before sebastian knew it, your lips were pressed firmly against his in a gentle kiss. his eye shot open in surprise, but still returned your affection. his arms circled around your waist, pushing your body firmly against his own. sebastian had been waiting for this moment to come. to finally feel your lips against his. to press his body against yours with his arms around you.
to make you his.
"i love you, (y/n)." he said in between kisses and you smiled against his lips before pulling away.
"say it again." you say and sebastian could see excitement filling your features.
"i love you, (y/n) (l/n)," sebastian firmly said, bringing one of his hands up to cup you jaw and rubbing his thumb across your cheek. "merlin, i'll say it as many times as you want. just be mine."
"i am yours, sebastian," you sighed, tilting your head into his palm and gazing up at him so lovingly. "it was always you. nobody has ever made me feel this way."
sebastian couldn't bring himself to say anything as he stared at you. he wanted to memorize every feature of your face as you confessed your feelings for him. he wanted to engrave this moment into his head forever.
"and i am yours, (y/n)."
[Bonus]
you and sebastian walked out of the undercroft with lovesick faces. your clothes seemed wrinkled and disheveled as you exited. all the snogging that you both had done had clearly shown through your clothes and hair. as you both turned the corner of the hall, you heard someone clear their throat.
"ahem!"
you and sebastian pull away all too quickly at the sound of ominis in front of you. you both bashfully looked toward him and although you both knew that he couldn't see you, it still felt like he could sense something going on.
"oh, ominis, we were just..." you trailed off as you noticed imelda and garreth following behind with guilty expressions. "imelda? garreth? what are you two doing here?"
"i believe i've caught the culprits." ominis mused as he held up a vial filled with an unknown liquid. "quite cunning, those two. i don't believe we've learned to make polyjuice yet."
you and sebastian looked at each other with an unreadable expression and the hall was filled with silence. all of a sudden, you two bursted into laughter. perhaps you should thank imelda later. her plan had been a success.
(MC enters the undercroft alone. Sebastian has been avoiding her since breakfast and she was hoping to find him here)
MC: *walking through quietly* Sebastian?
Sebastian: Mhm.
MC: *jumps* Bloody hell. Where are you?
Sebastian: *chuckles slightly* Wouldn’t you like to know.
MC: Revelio!
(Sebastian appears before her, sat on the floor spinning his wand between his fingers)
Sebastian: I feel violated.
MC: *giggles* You’re an idiot.
Sebastian: *smirks and pats the floor next to him, silently telling her to sit down*
MC: *sits next to him* I’m assuming this is where you’ve been hiding all day.
Sebastian: I have not been hiding.
MC: *raising an eyebrow* Oh really? How many of your classes have you been to today?
Sebastian: *sheepishly* Alright…maybe I was hiding.
MC: *nudging him* Is it because I heard what you said last night?
Sebastian: *pulls the collar of his shirt* I’m sorry.
MC: Sorry? Sorry for what?
Sebastian: Me babbling to myself while I thought you were asleep was not how I wanted you to hear all that. I wanted to tell you properly, I’ve been meaning to for ages but I am genuinely the biggest wuss you’ll ever meet.
MC: *giggling* You’re not a wuss Sebastian. I thought it was really sweet.
Sebastian: It was dumb.
MC: *taking his hand* No it wasn’t. You were thinking out loud without knowing you could be heard. You said how you really felt about me and I got to hear it knowing it was fully true.
Sebastian: *looking at her* I really do love you. You don’t need to say it back, but-
MC: I already said it back. You left the room before you could hear…which I thought was pretty rude but whatever... *smiles and playfully pushes him*
Sebastian: *laughing* Idiot.
MC: *smiling* I love you Sebastian. Like, can’t breath whenever you’re close type of love. I’d follow you to every corner of this world to be close to you.
Sebastian: *violently blushing* Shall we just head to the chapel now then? *wraps an arm around her*
MC: *giggling* Maybe a date or two first.
Sebastian: I suppose. How about tomorrow? You, me, Three Broomsticks, 5pm?
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