My Fondness for You
AN: I know I know I'm a horrible fan fiction writer. I could never be as good as JK. Ever, so the characters are hers.
Blaise/Draco slash, you have been warned.
One morning at the Malfoy Manner, Draco began to eat his breakfast. Looking down the long mahogany table, he spied his lover, Blaise, spreading orange marmalade onto his toast. I cannot stand that stuff, it's absolutely horrendous, Draco thought to himself, Now he's spreading the shit on his toast too...Uh..I can't kiss him again until he properly flosses. I can't even watch this.
Clearing his throat, "You know, Blaise, my fondness for you is like that orange marmalade," Draco looked from over his newspaper.
Blaise laughed, "But you hate orange marmalade. So you hate me now?" This seems like an interesting conversation to be had this morning at the Malfoy Manner, Blaise thought.
"No, I don't hate you. I spent all of last night showing you that I didn't hate you," Draco scoffed. "I'm being serious about the marmalade."
"As am I; you cannot stand it."Blaise couldn't seem to understand why they were having this mundane conversation, when silence seemed so much better. Where on Godric's green earth could he be going with this, he thought.
"I know, but because you like it…I have it. Understand that none of the other men in my life get things at the breakfast table."
Blaise rolled his eyes, "I feel honored. Pass me some more."
"Gladly," Draco answered dryly, sliding the pulpy gelatinous substance across the long table. "I don't want anything in there near me."
Opening it up to accommodate his piles of toast, he spied something shiny, "Oi, Draco, what's this?" As Blaise kept digging and putting the globs of marmalade onto his plate, Draco's jaw became more clenched. Not watching where he was placing the orange wads, Blaise was endanger of missing the real prize on the inside. Striding down to the end of the table, Draco stuck his hand into the jam and pulled out the ring. With two emeralds, there were two lion instead of snakes. Each lion had its mouth open slightly covering the jewel. It was amazing.
"Salzaar Slytherin, I didn't think it would take all that," Blaise nodded his head. "Will you marry me, Blaise, even though I hate orange marmalade?" Blaise nodded again. "Good, now that that ordeal is settled, how am I to get this jelly off of my hand." Draco began to snap his fingers, but Blaise stopped him by putting his finger into his mouth and sucking the jelly clean off.
"You know, Orange Marmalade may not be so bad."
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