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Word Count - 760


All I Need


Blaise glared at the bumbling man, rolling his eyes when the man grinned jovially at him.

"Blaise, son, what are you doing here?"

"I'm not your son," Blaise replied blandly. "And I'm not here for you. I'm here to see my mother."

"So formal," the man teased, gesturing Blaise towards the parlor. "You know, I don't think I've ever even heard you say the word 'mum'."

Blaise snorted. "Mum is a title to be earned. Mother, is what she is, since she birthed me."

That those words set the tone for the rest of the meeting came as no surprise to Blaise, and when he stormed from the manor in anger, fire blazing in his stomach, he really shouldn't have been disappointed in the woman who'd carried him for nine months.

She'd never given him any reason to believe that she would be supportive of him and his life choices, especially since he wasn't interested in her plans for him.

Sadly, disappointed he still was.

Theo let himself in, frowning when he didn't hear Blaise call out a greeting. Blaise' jacket was hung up, and his shoes were by the door, so Theo knew his boyfriend was around somewhere. Wandering through the flat, Theo quickly found Blaise slumped on the sofa.

"Hey baby, you okay?" Theo asked, sitting beside Blaise and nudging his leg. The sad look in Blaise' eyes was enough to cause Theo's chest to burn, and he immediately tugged Blaise into his arms, hugging him tightly. "What's wrong?"

"I saw my mother today," Blaise whispered, nuzzling his face against Theo's neck, clutching at his shirt.

Theo immediately understood why Blaise had looked so sad, and he leant back into the cushions, pulling Blaise with him.

"Tell me what happened, baby."

"She made the accusation that you're with me for my money, and told me that I was stupid to believe that you could actually love me. She also told me that she didn't want to see me until I'd stopped playing the game of make believe with you, 'playing house and being ridiculous.'"

Theo fumed silently, stroking a gentle hand up Blaise' spine. "She's a miserable old bat who can't stand to see you happy, especially when you're not following the plans she wants you too."

Blaise nodded. "I know. And I know nothing she said was true, I know you love me. I just… she left raising me to nannies and house elves. Is it weird that I'd actually like some kind of bond with her?"

"It's not weird, baby. Just… unlikely, given who and what she is."

Blaise sighed. "Yeah, I guess. So… she's not coming to the civil ceremony anyway."

Theo hadn't wanted her there, vicious old cow that she was, but he kept his lips tightly pressed. No matter how many times she hurt Blaise, Blaise still craved some kind of connection with the woman who'd given birth to him.

Theo would only be hurting Blaise if he made horrible comments about her.

"Our wedding is going to be perfect, regardless of whether she turns up or not," Theo said carefully. "We'll be there, and baby, that's all we need. Our friends will all be there too."

"Can we stay in and cuddle tonight," Blaise asked, snuggling impossibly closer to Theo.

"Of course we can," Theo murmured into his hair. "We'll cook together and chill out, okay?"

"Cuddle first, cook later."

Theo chuckled, but settled in for a long cuddle. Blaise was always a bit clingier than normal after seeing his mother. Theo thought that seeing her brought back the loneliness of his childhood, and if there was one thing Theo never wanted Blaise to feel, it was lonely.

He was the most wonderful, loyal, interesting and intelligent person Theo knew, and he deserved the world.

"I brought home chocolate from that place in Muggle London you love," he murmured against Blaise' hair a few minutes later.

Blaise shifted against him so he could lean up a little and look at Theo.

"How did you know I'd need chocolate?"

Theo grinned. "You always need chocolate."

Blaise kissed him gently. "I love you. You're all I need to be happy. I think… I think I'm ready to give up trying with her."

Theo chased his lips for a second kiss, and then kissed the tip of his nose for good measure.

"You'll always have me, baby. So… I guess that means you'll always be happy."

Blaise smiled, a real smile that made the pain in Theo's chest ease off. "I guess it does."

Written for;

Character Appreciation - 25. Raised by someone other than parents.

Book Club - Slightly - Eye rolling / Game / Teasing

Showtime - 16. "I'm not your son."

Amber's Attic - BlaiseTheo

Angel's Arcade - Axel - Fire / Loyal / Blaise Zabini

Bex's Biscuits - Brandy Snaps - Accusation / Blaise Zabini / Lonely

Hamilton Mania - A2, 4. Chocolate / Extra Prompt - 20. "I'm not here for you."