Utensil Joy Part Quatre

by KawaiiTenshi27

Drabble. Implied slash: Fred Weasley and Oliver Wood. One of several drabbles in different fandoms written for a prompt on utensils for spoon and fork. Rating for implications.

Disclaimer: If they actually belonged to me, this wouldn't be fanfiction, now would it?

Warning: Drabble. Oneshot (part of a series of oneshots I wrote in different fandoms, connected only by the prompt). Slash. Duh.

Utensil Joy

Part Quatre

"…and then he went into a dive…" Oliver's hand swooped towards the table to demonstrate, then kept talking.

Fred, however, wasn't listening. His eyes were fixed intently on the fork in the older boy's hand that was darting through the air as Oliver gesticulated sharply, trying to make his point.

"… but if she hadn't–" Oliver broke off abruptly as Fred grabbed his wrist, stilling the waving utensil, and leaned in close.

"Oliver," the redhead murmured, so close the other boy could almost taste the pumpkin pie Fred had eaten for dessert, "shut up."

Oliver's eyes fluttered closed. "Okay."

END