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"Tears"
It was a very odd moment. Looking into it later, Theo can't help but to think so. Such an odd moment.
It was odd from the beginning.
For once, he was lying on Malfoy's bed, with Zabini, and somehow they were both shirtless. And they were… cuddling.
Theo doesn't cuddle. Theo doesn't lie half naked on Malfoy's bed.
Or he didn't, before Blaise. Then it started to occur often.
Which should be odd, but then it isn't.
But, at the very least, he could argue that cuddling never lasted long with him and Zabini.
Because cuddling never lasted long, soon Theo was lying on his back, and being very pleasured by the exploration Zabini was doing on his collar bone with his mouth, and down his chest with his hands.
And then something Rather Odd happened.
Zabini's fingertip brushed lightly on Theo's side, but instead of filing him with an aware of warmth and pleasure, and a shiver down his spine, like Blaise's touches usually did, Theo wrangled away from the touch, biting down a laugh.
Blaise stopped and lifted his head, looking up to Theo's face.
And, slowly, repeated the movement.
Theo laughed out loud this time, curling away from Blaise's hand and grabbing it "Don't do that!"Theo scolded, and really didn't like the way Blaise smirked at him. He was wary as Blaise took his hands in his, slowly and caring like, kissing them, all the while looking at Theo, the smirk still plastered on his face.
That's when Theo realized he was trapped underneath Blaise.
"Blaise…" he warned the other, but before he could add anything else, Blaise was snogging him again, and Theo wasn't going to complain about that.
That is, of course, until he felt a hand on his side again, and then Theo is laughing and wrangling and trying to get away from Blaise's hands, which keeps him where he is as Zabini tickles him and hears his laughter while trying to keep Theo's bottom lip trapped between his teeth.
"B-B-Blaise!" Theo kept laughing, trying to push him away, and Blaise didn't stop, because he was smiling and laughing and the way Theo moved underneath him was Very Nice.
Theo's laugh had gone quiet when Blaise stopped, still looking at Theo's face, who had his eyes practically closed, and a tear had run down his face, his eyes red with unleashed tears, but a huge, hurting smile on his face.
Blaise pressed his thumb against the tear, and leaned over to kiss him again.
"Now my cheeks hurt, idiot," Theo said, "and my throat is feeling weird."
Blaise chuckled and put his hand at Theo's waist this time, drawing patterns with his fingers "Is that so?" he asked, amused.
"Yes, that's so," Theo repeats. "Don't tickle me again."
"Then try to laugh more often," Blaise simply said, tilting his head, before lowering it and kissing Theo again.
Really an odd occasion, Theo recollects. He lied half naked on Malfoy's bed, he cuddled, he laughed and even cried because of it. He even considered, for a moment, Blaise's words.
