The two men walked around muggle London for a while. Percy knew he should let his mother know he'd be later then usual but it had been almost three years since he'd last seen Oliver at the Quidditch World Cup and almost four since he'd actually spoken to him.
They came to a stop at a bench in a park. They had memories there. There was a soft dirt path running through the field opposite, trees lining either side. The moonlight seemed to focus on a spot somewhere near the middle and after a glance at Percy, Oliver started towards it. Percy followed. They'd talked about their family, the twins' plan for their joke shop and Mrs Wood's prized roses she'd been tending for years, and in a muggle way aswell. They'd covered their lives and jobs, but neither had dared approach the topic of love lives... till now
Oliver, always blunt and to the point was the first to tackle the subject and took it by the horns.
"Perce, are you seeing anyone? I have to know because I've, well, I've missed you these last few years. I want you back, even if it's just as friends, Merlin, I need you" Oliver stopped walking, hands in his pockets and that hopeful look was back on his face, laced with hints of fear.
Percy stopped besides him, letting out a quiet laugh as his gaze flittered from Oliver's face to his own shoes and back. "Oh, Ol" It came out soft and breathy "There's never been anyone else. You spoiled me for that." When he looked back up Oliver had a mixed expression because Oliver wasn't sure how to react to that. Oliver didn't quite seem to grasp the meaning of his words.
"Oh, Ol. I've missed you, too. I've missed you everyday since then. No one's ever come close" A slow smile spread over Oliver's lips and he turned to walk a few paces. He stopped after two and turned back, Percy crashing into him. The two swayed, grasping each other's arms to steady themselves before blushing.
"Perce, does this mean that...?"
"Yes, Ol" Percy chuckled as Oliver looked relieved. Oliver let his hands drop to Percy's hips, carefully encircling them around his waist. He cautiously pulled the red head closer to him, smile widening at the familiar feel of arms around his neck and a body, warm against his own. Merlin, how he'd missed this. He let his lips brush the corner of Percy's mouth, then the other corner before finally sealing his lips over Percy's. Percy's arms tightened around his neck and he pressed a little closer, Oliver himself wrapping his arms tighter around Percy.
They pulled apart and just grinned at each other before Oliver claimed another gentle kiss. When they pulled away for a second time, Oliver pressed a series of kisses to Percy's neck, gaining a chuckle from the young man.
"Ol, should we maybe go someplace.. warmer? It's just a tad cold and late" Percy proved his point by nuzzling Oliver's neck, cold nose rubbing against warm skin.
"Alright, Perce. Your place or mine, baring in mind I live in Scotland?" Oliver rubbed his arms against Percy's jacket, cheek pressed to Percy's own.
"Well, mine's closer but..."
"You still live at the burrow" Oliver felt Percy nod against his shoulder. "Come on then" The pair apparated to the front door of the Weasley household, Percy letting them in. It was with some surprise that he noticed it was 1 am, he was thinking it was only about 10. The pair shed their shoes and coats, Percy jumped slightly as Oliver's arms curled around him from behind, lips finding the skin behind his ear. He sighed quietly, taking one of Oliver's hands in his own. He lead the muscular man towards his room, a smile tugging at his features as he heard Oliver stifle a yawn.
With quiet movements he pulled the brunette into his room, the door closed behind them with a soft click. Percy pulled Oliver back to him, the larger man nipping at his lower lip before they pulled part.
"Sleep?" Percy chuckled at Oliver who was stifling another yawn. The brute keeper simply nodded, and tugged the red head's shirt up. The rest of their clothes soon followed and the pair climbed into bed, clad only in boxers.. Whilst in their Hogwarts years the pair had been close, when it came to their relationship, they'd never been all the way physically.
Percy knew he should set his alarm for work but he was in bed with Oliver Wood. He was sleepy and warm and Oliver was just so comfortable that it would be silly to lift a finger. Anyways, who in their right mind would set an alarm when they were about to go to sleep wrapped in Oliver's arms. He instead pressed his face against Oliver's chest, placing a kiss over the quidditch player's heart. Oliver made a noise in the back of his throat, arms curling tighter around the redhead.
"Night, Perce"
"Night, Ol. See you in morning" That made Oliver's grin widen.
Authors Notes: Fwee mushy chapter. We'll be having some mention of Bonnie, The twins, Arthur has some computer troubles and Charlie and Bill come onto the scene, aswell as three quidditch players
