Thlaise fic! Theodore x Blaise was always one of my biggest Harry Potter OTPs…next to Deamus and Perciver, probably.
I own Harry Potter, the moon is made of cream cheese, and you're not feeling hungry right now. Yeah, right.
Please review, and constructive criticism is loved~
Fandom: Harry Potter
Author: Alix the Alien Cyborg
Rating: T
Pairing(s): Thlaise
Warnings: yaoi, unfaithfulness? kinda, angst, uh yeah…
Hangover
Waking up the night after, it's like having a hangover. Every damn time.
And when he wakes and flashes that pretty little smile at me, with those charming deep brown eyes, I know I'm going to have the same damn hangover tomorrow.
But I can't stop.
I'm addicted.
I'm addicted to his smell (peppermint and cinnamon, odd combination but on him it works), to his looks (rich dark skin, smooth, deep brown eyes flecked with gold, lips dark, satiny, earthy), to his act (confident, carefree, everyone's toy, shags anything that moves but I've seen his diary, I've seen him crying at night).
I'm addicted to how he looks at me, with that smolder.
I'm addicted to the sweet promises and fake compliments he murmurs in my ear.
I'm even so far gone as to be addicted to watching him flirt with other people, hearing the smooth timbre of his voice and sensing every planned-out touch he lays on their skin as if it was my own.
I know he sleeps with the others.
He sleeps with Daphne, with Pansy, with Draco even.
But when he touches me and lets his hands roam over my skin, I feel...special.
I know I love him.
I know he doesn't love me.
And it scares me, that I can't stop.
I'm addicted to this hangover.