This is the first thing I've ever posted, so please review!
These characters belong to Rainbow Rowell
Tyrannus Basilton Pitch was an evil vampire. A creature of the night. A terrifying, bloodthirsty beast. So what in the name of Alistair almighty was he doing snuggling in front of the fireplace?
It was all Simon's fault, really. Baz never would have gone so soft if stupid Simon Snow hadn't looked at him with those big puppy dog eyes and said in that ridiculously adorable voice "Baz, I'm cold." So here Baz was , hot coco in hand and a dozing Mage's Heir on his shoulder, looking into the crackling fire.
"Crowley Snow," he mumbled to himself, "I can't do this. It will completely ruin my reputation." Simon's only response was to sigh contentedly and wriggle closer to him. Baz rolled his eyes. 'Of course he isn't listening' he thought 'the idiot.' Sometimes Baz wondered why he was with Simon at all; they were polar opposites. What was it Baz saw in him?
Maybe it was his smell, sweet and warm and appley. Baz loved that scent, loved how it clung to a room long after Simon left, loved how it filled him up and calmed his nerves. It was just so... Simon.
Maybe it was his ridiculously trusting nature. Simon could find the goodness in anyone, even Baz. He always seemed to think people could be kind, and he always brought their good side out.
Maybe it was his determination. Baz's idiot boyfriend (he loved that word- loved that he use it to describe Simon, his boyfriend) never could give up, no matter how hopeless things became. He would just keep trying, a trait Baz used to find incredibly annoying, but now found sweet and endearing.
Maybe it was his face. Baz loved his face. Loved his expressive eyes that shone so bright and held the beautiful depths of Simon's soul. Loved his nose that crinkled when he laughed. Loved his cheeks that turned dark red when Baz teased him (which he did quite often). Love his mouth with little dimples in the corners and the most amazing smile ever seen; his mouth that was so perfect for kissing.
Simon grunted and wrapped his arms more tightly around Baz's waist. The vampire stirred from his thoughts and looked down at Simon, who was gently snoring at his side. As Baz helped him into bed, pressing a gentle kiss onto his forehead, he thought 'Maybe it's just because he's Simon Snow. My stupid, idiotic, wonderful boyfriend.' And as he drifted off, sleeping Simon in his arms, he knew that was the greatest reason of all.