OliverBlaise. Prompt: immature. I decided to write this one in all dialogue. Let's see how it turns out, yeah? Starts out with Blaise talking.
"I don't understand what the problem is!"
"You don't-"
"I came to the party! I was good! I behaved!"
"You behaved? You behaved?! Blaise, you laughed when my Aunt Ingrid got stuck in the doorway!"
"I helped get her out, didn't I?"
"That's not the point! You laughed!"
"Well it was funny. She shouldn't eat that much."
"Oh my-"
"'Oh my' what? What now?"
"I get a lot of crap for dating a Slytherin, you know. A Slytherin Death Eater, at that."
"Former Death Eater! If you weren't okay with that then you shouldn't have -"
"No. No. I'm sorry; that wasn't what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?"
"I just...you're just..."
"What?"
"Immature. My parents want me to be serious with someone."
"We are serious, Oliver."
"But my parents don't understand that! They think we are just messing around. They think it's just a phase."
"It's not."
"Well, I know that."
"I've very serious about you, Oliver."
"Blaise..."
"Do you need me to show you just how serious I am?"
"I don't think that now is the time to-"
"Oh, I think it's the perfect time."
"Blaise. Blaise. Blaise, we have that thing in an hour -"
"Oliver."
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Okay."
