"What's that?" Eight leaned over the couch and peered past my shoulders with a curious look in his bright green eyes. I squatted him away from the book, closing the cover and holding my place with my index finger.
"Just a book," I said as I held it close.
He cocked his head to the side, studying the title. "'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire'," he read aloud, "I think I've heard of that before."
"Probably," I said, "I mean, they're really popular."
Eight looked at me quizzically.
"What?" I asked, feeling a little more than uncomfortable under his intense gaze.
"Nothing," he shook his head, his curls flying, "I just never pegged you for the reading type."
I laughed nervously. "Well, I like drawing more, but I haven't had any inspiration for that recently."
Eight squinted in mock thought. He materialized in front of me, striking a pose. "Did I tell you I used to want to be a male model?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? I'm not sure if that's inspiring or not," I joked.
He teleported beside me, leaning an elbow on my shoulder. "It's true. If you're lucky, I might even pose nude."
"That sounds promising, but I still don't quite feel inspired…" I laughed, "I know Ella likes to draw too. Maybe she'll like your proposal."
Eight groaned and leaned back. "Marina. You are such a buzzkill."
"I'm sawrry," I teased in my best baby-talk voice, "Does Eight wanna hug?" I held my arms open and feigned a pouty face.
"You have no idea," Eight bear-hugged me, both of us laughing. He nuzzled his nose against my neck.
"W-what are you doing?" I paused.
He looked up at me, his eyes reminding me of a begging puppy dog. "Wait, you literally just meant a hug? Not cuddling?"
He grinned mischievously.
"You little bastard," I smiled teasingly.
"Aw, you don't mean it," he said, burying his face in my hair.
Suddenly we were a dark room, lying on a bed.
"Eight, oh my god, no—"
"Shhh," he said, wrapping me in an embrace from behind. "I just want to hold you. Before I go."
"What?" I turned my head, fitting it into the crook of his neck.
"Nothing." He said softly. I could feel the rise and fall of chest and could tell he had already fallen asleep.
So, I was bored this kinda happened? Its supposed to take place in FoF right before they go off to the everglades, hint hint 'bout that and eight's precognition ahaha im a piece of shit…
