Ron.
He reminds me of those guys who can pull off old t-shirts by making them look new. Of course, he doesn't like his old t-shirts, and he doesn't know I like them. I always have a pic of him in my mind, wearing one of my favorite shirts-an old Chudley Cannons, orange and faded giving him this somewhat glow. His hair matching the shirt is making the glow even stronger.
I first saw this shirt one day in the summer before 7th year, working in the garden. The beads of sweat running down his face and that shirt made it a bit too hot to handle. The sun had a certain impact on his orange-ness making him look on fire. I realized then that he needed something to cool down, get that sweat off of him. And I suddenly pictured me licking it off. I needed to be cooled down then too.
Let's just say I don't go outside when he's gardening no more because Ginny came a bit too close to notice my lust. Not that she would know it's Ron. She thought I was reacting to the summer heat. It was a bit hot that day.
That's the first day I obsessed with watching what Ron wore and taking note of what looked good on him. I sometimes stole his shirts to get his scent and the feel of it on me. He never questioned it if he saw me in his shirts; he thought I was trying to get some shirts that fit properly for the first time. He often hands me shirts now knowing that sooner or later I will take it for my own use.
Hermione thinks it's endearing. Showing the closeness of us, being "brothers" and all. Ron sees it as being a good friend. I see it as an excuse to get even closer to the one thing I want alone.
Him.
He reminds me of those guys who can pull off old t-shirts by making them look new. Of course, he doesn't like his old t-shirts, and he doesn't know I like them. I always have a pic of him in my mind, wearing one of my favorite shirts-an old Chudley Cannons, orange and faded giving him this somewhat glow. His hair matching the shirt is making the glow even stronger.
I first saw this shirt one day in the summer before 7th year, working in the garden. The beads of sweat running down his face and that shirt made it a bit too hot to handle. The sun had a certain impact on his orange-ness making him look on fire. I realized then that he needed something to cool down, get that sweat off of him. And I suddenly pictured me licking it off. I needed to be cooled down then too.
Let's just say I don't go outside when he's gardening no more because Ginny came a bit too close to notice my lust. Not that she would know it's Ron. She thought I was reacting to the summer heat. It was a bit hot that day.
That's the first day I obsessed with watching what Ron wore and taking note of what looked good on him. I sometimes stole his shirts to get his scent and the feel of it on me. He never questioned it if he saw me in his shirts; he thought I was trying to get some shirts that fit properly for the first time. He often hands me shirts now knowing that sooner or later I will take it for my own use.
Hermione thinks it's endearing. Showing the closeness of us, being "brothers" and all. Ron sees it as being a good friend. I see it as an excuse to get even closer to the one thing I want alone.
Him.