⫮ liandro's bedroom

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ It was refreshing to know that Maya was on the same page as he. Messing with the fabric of time was indeed something that one could not infer what the outcomes would be. They couldn’t control the future, thus what made them believe that they could control the past without things turning out completely different. Although their conversation had become more serious, Liandro emitted a chuckle. What Maya said out loud was very much what he had thought. “Are you sure you couldn’t hate me? I will be rather honest with you, and I think I was when we first started hanging around each other...I really thought you were a ditz when we first met. I usually try to avoid people like you, but for some reason, I hadn’t.” He could only conclude that, in the end, Maya proved that she had a brain in her head and one that seemed to tolerate their first interaction, thus it possibly made him drawn to her. Or maybe it was due to the fact that her friendliness wasn’t the kind that was obnoxious, but the kind that was sweet and made those around her feel warm.

“I am glad we met when we did, even if I wish there were more time that I had to get to know you better.” Oh, he sounded cheesy, cliche. And he said sweet things to her like this far too much, things that he usually thoroughly avoided saying to others in order for them to not get the wrong idea. Hell, merely smiling at a person had given them the wrong idea in the past due to the mere fact he barely offered one.

Yet, with Maya, he did it all the time. Smiled at her, spoke to her kindly, sweetly, allowed her into the most private of spaces for him, whether it be in his room or in his thoughts. He chased after her, longed for her presence...and even kissed her as he did now.

Their kiss was filled with something like passion, yet one that was almost entirely produced by emotion. It was to the point that the male couldn’t even allow himself to be surprised as she pulled him even closer, the laptop that was rested on his own legs was knocked over as she did so, leaving the forgotten movie to play in the background. The cat between the two of them let out an annoyed mewl before deciding to hop over the blond’s thigh, reducing the one thing that prevented their hips from being pressed against one another.

She was sweet tasting and almost as desperate as he, or maybe even more so. Each touch that progressed further was by her own discretion, all her doing. And of course, Liandro didn’t stop it, he didn’t stop how he kissed her, not when they both seemed to equally enjoy it.

A contented sigh filled as her nails massaged through his hair, creating such a pleasant tingle that traveled from his scalp to the tips of his shoulders. His own fingers itched to smooth their way down her thigh, to grip her closer. And no matter how much he told himself to resist that urge, he did it anyway, knowing damn right well just what the action would do for him.

After months of resisting, or trying to resist, any and all explicit thoughts of Maya and actions with her, Lian had truly let himself get too far. Or she had let them get too far. Who was to blame when neither of them tried to unlock their lips or even made the effort to make how they snogged one another a bit more pg-rated? It was a thought that merely popped up just as Liandro’s lips decided to press their way against Maya’s jaw, down her neck, finally pausing at the sliver of her collarbone that poked out of her borrowed shirt.

The sudden embarrassment washed over him, causing Liandro to become more flushed than he already was. He was hot and it was severely obvious as to why. And thus, he pulled from her almost as if he suddenly just remembered that he viewed her as someone mostly innocent, the word ‘bathroom’ rushing past his lips before he hopped up from the bed, thoroughly knocking his laptop onto the floor.

A heavy breath and running water filled his private bath. “Holy , Jesus ing christ,” he seemed to mumble continuously as he splashed cold water onto his face and tried to think of everything /but/ Maya. He knew it would be a long night because he would be thinking of things so closely related to what they had just done, but now, it would be even longer. He shouldn’t have asked to kiss her, but how was he to know that they would end up having a hot make-out session?

Finally, he swung the door open after thoroughly calming himself down, a smile plastered quite awkwardly on his face as he got back into the bed. “Sorry about that. Sometimes it just...suddenly hits you.” He said this with hopes that the Hufflepuff didn’t feel anything that made his true reason for pulling away clear. Or at least, hope she wouldn’t comment on it. The laptop was back on his lap, being reset to where he could remember it being left off.


(once again. uh, sorry. don't mirror whatever you do, don't mirror.)

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ Though they're meant to keep their focus occupied by the muggle movie that plays, it seemingly drowns in the back as she listens intently to his meticulous words that he utters. She nods with a thoughtful hum, parting her lips to respond respectively. "Yeah, I get what you mean. Although the idea of being able to right your wrongs or do something different seems like a good thing, would you still be the /you/ you are today? That's why the fabric of time is so sensitive," now, she murmurs out. "I wonder if you'd still want to be my friend if we had met earlier, or if we would've still met regardless if I had stumbled upon the girls' lavatory. If we hadn't gotten to know each other, would you think I'm a burden or possibly annoying?" It's a multitude of what if's that the two discuss, but throughout it all, this just further proves how everything.. seems to have fell into place. Especially with Liandro around. "Me hate you? I could never."

It's a scary thought that consciously rides over her mind—without him, perhaps she wouldn't feel the happiness that courses through her veins within this moment.

And this happiness, it escalates into subtle excitement as he well reciprocates the kiss she presses against his lips. Quite literally, it knocks the wind from her lungs and her heart indubitably runs ablaze whilst he lulls her closer with the protective curl of his arm. Though, as his tongue swipes over her tiers, it surprises her, in which she allows a gasp slip into his mouth, slotting their lips together with fervor. She swears, when he asked for a kiss, it'd initially be an innocuous act of affection for the two, but she finds herself becoming more and more intoxicated with the taste he leaves for her.

She autopilots, doing whatever would feel right in this second, and that was to hike her leg over the curve of his hip, pressing herself into him as her own tongue bashfully meets his in a languid dance. Her hand, that'd draw him closer, trails itself up to entangle slender digits through his darkened locks, nearly having to stop herself from tugging.

He feels.. he tastes like pure heaven and she'd fail to realize it the first time they had shared a kiss in the school corridor, but now, as they progress their kiss into something more impassioned, it dawns upon her. And she hopes that maybe, just maybe, he'd let her taste him whenever she'd like.

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ He too hesitated over his response. They both had the same feelings yet both seemed to hold back in very much the same way. He knew just how he saw the Hufflepuff, yet, despite the seemingly intimate way that they had entangled themselves into one another, he could not help but think that Maya wanted nothing more. "Just being with you is enough for me as well, then. As I said, it's up to you," Liandro responded to her with what may have sounded like confidence.

If he had thought he deserved anything more with the girl beside him, more than what she had asked for, he may have pushed it to be so. Maybe if he had grown to be a different type of person, he would tell her just how much he wanted to be with her.

"You think so? ...The thing is, I am also afraid if I met you in any other circumstances, then maybe we wouldn't have given each other even a second glance...Or maybe, what if you found you hated me instead?" Her response did indeed make him offer a smile in return, however, there were many things that could have gone wrong. Back then, before he met Maya or even became a prefect, Liandro never tried to make friends. And those who did try were quickly taken aback by how he responded to them or possibly he found them to be a nuisance. Would Maya have reacted the same? Would he think she was a waste of his time if he met her sooner? "As much as I want to go back and change certain things, I will never know how the outcome would be. Do you get what I mean?"

Why was it that when the prefect agreed to something such as this, Liandro was always taken by surprise? This time, in particular, made his heart race in excitement and maybe even in guilt. He shouldn't be asking such selfish things of her, yet, the way she said "please" made it feel okay to even suggest it. It was as if Maya was waiting for him to initiate it himself, to ask, what with the way her fingers ensnared him, readying herself for the thing he had requested.

"Please?" The Slytherin couldn't help but , a gentle smirk tugged across his lips before they found hers. Just like their last kiss, it started off gentle, soft, just enough pressure placed onto Maya’s lips to feel just how plush they were. However, unlike before, Liandro did not pull from her so quickly, his tongue even daring to taste her lips. His hand that previously held hers found her waist, pulling her as close as the cat between them would allow.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ Her hand, that once laid upon the curvature of his hip, is urged up to rest onto his chest and similar to him, she's glad that the dimly lit bedroom of his had masked the ever-growing blush of her cheeks. Under her mere fingertips, she could feel the sweet lullaby of his heart, taking in each beat and thrum it plays against her skin before she eventually turns her head to gaze up at him.

Perhaps, he feels the same as she does. Would she be a fool to convince herself so?

"Just being with you already has me satisfied," she responds, taking a glance upon how their bodies well mesh together with their legs slightly overlapping, her burrowing herself into his side all snug. At the ball, their brief conversation about reconsidering their status of just friends had been something out of pure amusement, yet within all the unspoken murmurs and loving gazes the two held for each other, she's sure that they meant it. Special friends, lovers—he suggested. Yet, even now, though the answer seems clearer day by day, she seemingly still hesitates. Not because her feelings aren't genuine, but because she isn't too sure he'd like change. "I hope that's enough for you too."

She can't help the soft smile that plasters across her face upon his answer, to which she notably nods her head in acknowledgement. "If I had the chance to meet you sooner, I would too. I think I would've been a lot happier since then."

There's been a multitude of times Liandro has taken her breath, and this proves to be another moment as she blinks up at him. While he asks her for a kiss, she finds her eyes trailing down to his lips, her finger maneuvering up to hook beneath his chin to lull him closer. "If you would, please." Lowly, she whispers, leaning closely to then close the gap held between the two.

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ Maya’s seemingly innocent gestures could only cause redness to form onto the male’s face. He thanked that they chose to watch the movie in the dark, knowing the light of his laptop wouldn’t provide enough to show just how flustered he was becoming. It amazes him that she found absolutely nothing wrong with the way she massaged his hip and it takes every ounce of his willpower to ignore it. Enough so that he didn’t catch nor comment on her statement. Just the tone of her voice made him aware she was suggesting something, which issued a soft “mhm” in response, agreeing to whatever it was she said.

Without a word, he gently took hold of her intruding hand, moving it up to his chest instead. Possibly she would lean from his touch, allowing his mind to take hold onto just what they were supposed to be doing, but Maya didn’t catch the hint and pressed even closer to him. My, how his heart raced in response to just how close she was. He had figured she was just touchy when it came to a more public setting, in a more secure space, but who would have thought that Maya would have glued herself to his side while they were alone. Once more, he thought to himself ‘this will be a long night’. “I said at the ball we can do whatever you’d like. However, if I do recall, you wanted to talk about it another day...Do you wish to discuss that tonight? Or are you satisfied with merely your hand being held?” Her breath had tickled against his neck as she spoke, causing him to shiver ever-so-slightly.

He wasn’t certain why he humored the conversation, especially when he still had the issue at present. Telling her about what had really gone down in the middle of exams. Liandro was certainly being selfish in every way, doing everything that he could to avoid that conversation. Doing everything that he could to just be with Maya without any intrusion. Lying to her, pretending as though nothing was wrong still, acting as though their relationship would not be strained the moment she knew...it caused a lump to form in his throat, the arm around her waist tightened around her. Once more he stole a glance at the Hufflepuff beside him, so oblivious to the matters that unintentionally involved her.

He hated it. Hated how he held her so lovingly, squeezed his fingers around hers just like they always had. Yet he held this secret from her. One that she certainly had every right to know. Liandro was a coward. Enough so that when she asked if he could take back anything, his breaths sped up in almost a panic, despite knowing she knew nothing. “There are many things I would change if I could. But I wouldn’t want to up the present either. But if I could change something...I don’t know. I guess meeting you a whole lot sooner. And particularly not in Myrtle’s stall.” Maybe if he had he wouldn’t have screwed around with the wrong person. Maybe, he could be with Maya in ways he had kept himself up thinking about.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispered it shakily, finally admitting defeat. No matter how hard he tried, he knew that he wouldn’t concentrate on the movie.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ "Don't put yourself down," she says casually, not yet taking into account that this could well be an insecurity of his that'd dig itself deep. Just as she would anyone, she reassures him, both by her words and the subtle movement as the pad of her thumb massages over his hip bone through his sweats, her legs nearly entangling with his. "This just means I can wear more of your clothes. If you'd let, of course." She finishes cheekily.

"Is that so?" She asks in relation to his apparent liking to her physical affections that derive solely from the purest of her intentions. Despite his younger sister asking for the Hufflepuff prefect to offer her older brother a hug for her, perhaps Maya was fulfilling that request a bit too selfishly. As he leans slightly out of her embrace, it doesn't take long for her to snuggle against him, the sides of their figures coming in intimate contact whilst her eyes focus upon the screen of his laptop. Call her crazy, but he feels like.. heaven. The way he warmly embraces her and how her head tucks nicely onto the crook of his neck, it's like home. And although home hasn't always been a positive memory for her to look back on, he helps anchor another meaning to it. "I'll keep that in mind. Another question, does this have to be a secret affair or maybe I could hold your hand whilst walking the corridors? Asking for future reference, heh."

The only time she tears her gaze from the movie is when she anticipates his response, and foolishly, does she accept it. Never would she ever think he'd beat around the bush to her face, and although he doesn't technically mean to offer his deception, his words hold an entire story behind the seams and she remains oblivious. To her, other than her best friend, he is the very air that she breathes—so essential to life—and she knows he feels the same.. right? The glimmer of his eyes, it's evident of admiration for the woman before him and his heart that lays beneath her palm, it beats in her presence—there's no way he'd ever hurt her, she trusts. So, she believes him and flashes him a soft smile. "That's good, I'm relieved. I was real worried about you, I'm glad that everything's resolved." His fingers graze through her brightened tresses and she basks in his touch briefly before reaching for his hand, now threading her slender digits through his in a loose hold, just as she's always done. "Yeah, I'd like that."

His lips brush upon her forehead and she has to stop herself from quite literally melting into his arms, finding the gesture all too sweet. He truly is the best. "It does. The fabric of time is an interesting topic to delve into, in my opinion. I don't think I could ever imagine having the option to change the future, but it does make me wonder that if there was a chance I could, what I would do then," she murmurs. "Is there anything you'd take back if you could?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ (Sorry)

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ Despite his very clear reputation, Liandro did have his insecurities regarding his body. He had always often found himself to be on the smaller side, compared to other men his age. Of course, there were others that were visibly much thinner, either by choice or due to their own genetics. Possibly that is the very reason why he had taken the beater position on the quidditch team, to prove that someone his size could have something more underneath it all. However, he could not help but look away in response to Maya commenting on his size. Interesting that she had figured his clothes would be a bit big on her, even if he hadn’t expected so. “Have you seen half the people in your house and Gryffindor? Many of them are huge, I don’t know why they’re built like that.” A grin masked his shyness over the situation, thoroughly hiding the insecurity that he had.

They were laid comfortably, to the point that the Slytherin thought it just felt almost /natural/ when Maya rested her head against him. “Uhuh, I am sure she felt /so/ bad that she had to rush to the train instead of saying bye to me herself, which would have taken a max of two seconds, since I went to the station. Did she wake up really late? I left about five minutes before the train left.” Upon recollecting the embrace she had offered him previously, and the ever-so-constant hand holding, Lian would agree that she had done a terrific job at giving him the affections that his sister wanted passed along. “Yes, you have done very well, I think. I will pretend that those gestures were from her then.” He acted as though he would truly act as though touching between the two would be acts of Sooyun, thought, no matter what he said, he couldn't see it as anyone but the prefect. Liandro had become so accustomed to her simple touches, even longed for the innocence of them that he wouldn't take even one chance to see it as anything other than her affection.

"Is it?" His voice dropped to a mere whisper as the movie began, though he took a moment to glance down at the girl pressed against him. His own arm wrapped securely around her shoulders, allowing him to press her a bit closer allowing her to rest against his chest. "You should take some more for yourself, I rather enjoy the ones that are meant for you." He offered her a gentle squeeze, before he allowed her enough movement to pull away if she so liked. It took every ounce of his being to not press his lips against the top of her blonde head. Possibly it was the purring that seemed to become increasingly louder that pulled his thoughts away from the act, or it was his genuine curiosity for the movie. Whatever it was, it allowed him to pay close mind to just how she phrased her question.

Liandro's heart raced as he tried to think of the least suspicious answer possible. "I'm fine. I'm fine now, I was just a little stressed that day." It wasn't entirely a lie. The issue was resolved and he wanted to tell Maya it was, but that meant telling her just what it was and that was another matter in itself. A matter that he was not ready for nor did he exactly know how to bring it up. How does one tell the girl they liked that they accidentally ed her best friend? It wasn't exactly something that could be mentioned casually, especially in a space that they were in. "Don't worry your pretty head," as if on cue, his fingers d through her hair, a soft smile pulling against his lips. "You can ask me all about how I am and I'll ask you how you are when the movie is over. Sound like a plan?"

With this promise, he finally allowed himself to press a kiss to her forehead, his attention soon finding the screen with the muggle film. Now wasn't the time to get him or her to get into a sour mood, especially when he had yet to know how to formulate the words. He'll tell her the moment he knows how. But for now, he wanted to enjoy the night he had with her, even if it just meant laying in bed watching movies the entire night. "Doesn't it kind of remind you of a time-turner? What this guy is doing?"

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ She makes a face upon his comment, nudging his chest with her shoulder gently. "I find that hard to believe." She retaliates in reference to the build of his figure, though she decides to not add onto the different times she's caught herself quite literally gawking at him. Perhaps she's become efficient at masking it, but he truly remains in the dark about just how much she actually does appreciate his physical stature, and maybe one day she'll be able to conjure the confidence to say it.

As he chooses a movie for the two, she easily agrees with the nod of her head and gathers his companion in her embrace, watching as he maneuvers over to the middle of his bed to ready himself. "Yeah, we can watch on the bed." The idea sounds rather inapposite, even more so if you take in the reputation Liandro's built for himself at Hogwarts, but as she flashes him a relaxed simper, the thought that he offers a hidden innuendo behind his words don't register in her mind and she settles herself beside him. Before she can leisurely rest, she reaches forward to press play, now holding Cinnamon Bun to her chest and naturally leans her head atop of his shoulder, nearly hesitant at first to see if he'd welcome her.

"I actually did catch her before she left. She told me that she felt bad that she didn't have time to bid her farewell to you, but asked me to keep you company and to give you a hug for her," the last part comes with a chuckle. "I think I've filled both of her requests quite well, don't you think?" This, she says with the memory of her embracing him once they'd meet for their prefect duties earlier, but she slings an arm around his waist, subtly side hugging him. "This one's for me though."

A moment passes and she can hear Cinnamon Bun's quiet purring in the midst of it, but there's a certain thought that abruptly plagues her mind and before she can think about the consequences that could happen out of it, she asks: "How are you?" It's a general question, wide ranged—but he knows what she means, considering that it hadn't been too long since he'd come to her, distraught about a personal matter, and of course she didn't want to pry on such, but that wasn't going to stop her from checking in on him. "Has everything been alright recently?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ (I'm dumb and can't read and just realized hours later she held his hand oops, pretend he took her hand until he began typing kwkwkwksk)

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ (I'm dumb and can't read and just realized hours later she held his hand oops, pretend he took her hand until he began typing kwkwkwksk)

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ “I was,” he commented briefly. It was mainly due to his stature, he wasn’t too tall, only about five foot eleven, but it was enough so for him to seem very skinny compared to others. Even if it was just due to the fact his body seemed a bit more proportional. Of course, Maya’s waist was curved most likely, which is why his pants merely settled on her hips without the extra help of the drawstring. He had at least assumed that her curves would fill out his clothes a bit better. “I am not a very built person.” He mumbled, his fingers bumping into hers as he continued to tie the string of her pants. It was only in this moment that he realized just how /uncomfortable/ Maya probably was. It was an odd place for him to be placing his hands, and now that the thought popped in his head, he had a hard time getting it out.

It will probably be a long night for him. That is, if he continued to have little control over his wandering mind.

“Ah.” Now that he thought about it, Liandro never watched a movie with another person. It possibly had to do with the fact that he allows nobody to be in his room, or maybe because he didn’t exactly have anyone that he considered his friend. Even for Maya, despite telling each other that they’re friends, he couldn’t help but feel as though they weren’t. Now, it was not due to the fact that he thought she was anything less, but his extreme need to be around her and more left him feeling as though he had itched for more. “Yeah, I usually just watch by myself with Cinnamon Bun or with Sooyun. Did you see her the day everyone went home? That girl forgot to say goodbye to me.” A gentle sigh sounded from him as he pulled up the app that was very popular amongst muggles, Netflix.

“I usually watch horror movies. I find it interesting how muggles formulate certain fears. We can watch a romance if you’d like, I don’t know if I have watched one yet. I just really don’t feel like watching an animation right now. It would mean for me to have to put on my glasses so I can actually appreciate it. And I really hate wearing them.” He had forgotten to tell her that he had finally bought some. He had mentioned before maybe needing them so that he could properly excel in potions, they were probably the only things that prevented him from failing his exam. He typed in ‘romance’ before scrolling through the movies, angling his laptop in his lap in a way for Maya to be able to see the screen as well, not having noticed that she had avoided looking in his direction since she suggested a romantic movie. One movie caught his eye “About Time”.

“Oh, Sooyun wanted to watch this one. Has something to do with a guy who time-travels. Want to watch it?” He had told Sooyun at the time that she couldn’t watch it, as it did have a more mature rating. Something that an eleven year-old shouldn’t be watching. He figured that it probably just had suggestive jokes and vulgar vocabulary used in it, something that the university students could handle. “Are you fine with watching on the bed? You can hold Cinnamon Bun as we watch if you’d like. She doesn’t move around much once she’s gotten settled in.” It was not like they could watch at his desk anyways, thus, it was a rhetorical question. He did only have one chair.

Once deciding officially on the movie, Liandro placed his laptop onto the edge of his bed, moving himself into the middle of it to give space for the Hufflepuff and his large cat. “You can start it once you’re comfortable,” he said as he leaned back to turn off the lamp that would leave a glint on the screen, the other leaving the room dimly lit.

(don’t mirror me you dingus eihdsjsadb if you mirror you’ll die, trust me hhh. It’s better if you end it wherever you deem comfortable okay?

Good uwu ily too uwu)

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ Similar to him, she's never donned herself in anyone else's clothing that wasn't the jacket of her good friend Valentine, or the borrowed blouse of her best friend Eleanora, but as she stands before Liandro with that eager smile of hers, she thinks that perhaps, she could get used to it.

She takes his compliment with gratitude, failing to see the way his gaze trails unto her for a tad longer than a friend that'd think she's cute as she glances upon his mirror. "Yeah, they're quite loose, but I wasn't expecting any different." After all, she is quite petite in size in comparison to the Slytherin before her, but as he lulls her closer to tighten the drawstring of her (or well, his) pants, her heart palpitates in a rapid, abrupt motion and she subconsciously holds a breath. It's a kind gesture, she'll say as an excuse, but she can't deny the shyness that comes with him merely a touch away from passing such territories, and strangely enough, she allows him to continue. To come to his aid, she lifts his shirt just slightly for him to tie a neat bow, letting the hem of her top drop back down the moment he's done. With this, she hopes that he doesn't catch her now flushed visage. "Thank you."

"A movie," she finishes for him at the same time, letting a quiet laugh out. "Yes, I wouldn't mind watching one. I don't watch them too often myself, most of the times it's with my friends accompanying me. But, I do find them interesting." A hand of hers raises, taking his own that adjusts her blonde tresses, and settles beside him on his bed. Naturally, her attention guides itself over to Cinnamon Bun, making little gestures to attract the companion over, and once she does, Maya's fingers card through her fur again. "I enjoy romance movies," she says a bit too soon for her liking. Somewhat bashful, she keeps her eyes upon his Maine Coon before continuing. "And also animations. What about yourself?"

( my length is . . Lacking SJDFJDSF i apologize ;___;
okay okay, got it hehe ily )

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ Her voice sounded so sweet as she spoke to his little (okay, big) Cinnamon Bun. A loud purring, that almost sounded like a muggle's motor vehicle sounded from the fluffball in response to Maya's fingers stroking through her fur. And although it came as no surprise to him that his highly friendly cat would like the presence of the Hufflepuff, Liandro was quite glad to see that the interacted with such ease and in like of eachother. "Sure, take your time."

With Maya being in the bathroom, Liandro was quick to remove his uniform. For some odd reason, despite being seen by plenty in the , he had felt shy about even just undoing his tie with her sitting so close to him. Possibly it was due to the fact that he had asked her to stay with him for no other reason than to spend time together. Now, with her hidden away and his being able to catch when she was to exit from the bathroom, he felt more relaxed about changing. Of course, not enough for him to take his time with it, like he usually would.

The male had just started to fold up his uniform when Maya's blond little head found its way into his personal space. "Oh?" Was the first thing that slipped passed his plump tiers in response to the sight of her. Liandro had never seen a girl in his clothes before, as he never had anyone in his room let alone care to offer them to borrow his clothing.

"You look cute." It was a lie, he thought the complete opposite of what he had claimed. However, Liandro refused to make a statement about Maya looking 'y' or 'hot' in his clothing, even though the way his shirt loosely hung from her small shoulders was incredibly so in many ways. "I didn’t expect them to be this loose on you. May I?" His fingers lifted the hem of her borrowed shirt, just enough to show the loosened drawstring of her pants. The male's focus lay only on tying the string in a perfect bow, in order to prevent the pants from slipping from her hips. He honestly wouldn't know what he would do if even a hint of her hip bones had shown due to the large size. His mind would certainly wander in places it shouldn't and in ways that he typically tried to avoid when thinking of Maya. Of course, he couldn't always control it. Certainly, this image of her, he would think about a lot from here on out.

Soon his fingers brushed over her cheeks, stroking fly away hairs behind her ears. "Want to watch a...uh..." For a moment he forgot what the muggles had called the moving pictures. "A movie?" Liandro turned from the Hufflepuff when he finally found the word he was looking for in order to pull out his laptop. "Muggles really know how to keep themselves entertained. I sometimes watch something while I'm studying." He plopped onto his bed, a leg tucked beneath his bottom as he pat the space beside him. "Do you watch them? Are there ones you like?" He was desperately trying to distract himself from how Maya looked in his clothes.

(I have decided I give up on trying to control my length lsksksksksls
Also you are the first person to apologize and get nervous over a reply that was sent in 3 days uwu dw until you hit a week skwkslsl okay?)

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ She follows easily behind him, his robe hanging over her shoulders comfortably and palms of hers covering her ears as he murmurs the passcode to the Slytherins' respective dorm. On the contrary to her previous doubts, as his natural scent engulfs her and he guides her to his sole bedroom, she harbors no absolute qualms about the advancement of their rendezvous, this only further escalates the moment she lays her eyes upon his companion, that she confirms could rival her own Shih Tzu for their cuteness. She doesn't bother to shrug his Slytherin robe off (in fact, she begins to think that perhaps she looks good in green), and instead settles on the edge of his bed, her fingers curiously carding through Cinnamon Bun's fur as she maneuvers to Maya, almost as if to inspect her. "She's so beautiful, oh my gosh," now, she talks to his Maine Coon, her voice quiet and heard as a coo. "Hey you, I'm Maya. Liandro's right, you definitely do look like the perfect cuddle partner." She laughs, though her attention is garnered by the outfit carefully plucked from Liandro as he tosses it unto his bed. Oh right, her clothes. "Yeah, I'll be right back."

It feels.. funny. She stares at herself in his bathroom mirror—newly dyed tresses sprawling over her shoulders, his top nicely oversized in comparison to her petite figure, and his cloth pants definitely baggy, but not to where it'd bother her—she believes that if she were to tell Eleanora of her spending the night with a male and dressed in his clothing, perhaps her best friend would refuse the reality of it. Even Maya herself would find it difficult to find true, but it surely is, and maybe that is the beauty of having Liandro Kang in her life.

She swings his door open slowly, though once she spots him now adorned in his own bedclothes, she scurries to him, twirling once for him to lay scrutiny of her. "How do I look?"

( i hope this length is alright SDFJSD and i'm still super sorry for the late response! )

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ The Hufflepuff's brief hesitation nearly made Liandro second-guess himself when it came to asking. Honestly, it was wildly inappropriate, not only with their being from opposite houses, but also due to his knowing he had some sort of attraction to her. “Ah,” he started to take back his suggestion, however, Maya already provided her answer. He returned her smile as sweet relief and giddiness over her agreement washed over him. “Yes, yes, we should go now. But it might be a good idea for you to take off your robe.” The bright yellow would make it obvious that she did not belong to the house, thus, Liandro shimmied his own robes off of his shoulders, holding the clothing to her. “Put on mine for now and hide yours under it...To make sure we have less of a risk getting caught.” One would think that he had carefully articulated this plan previously, however, Liandro actually didn’t even think he’d get further than this.

Once Maya was ready, they made their ways to the dorms, his nerves only seeming to elevate the closer they came to the wall of the Slytherin common room entrance. “Cover your ears. I may be breaking a million rules by having you come here, but it would make me feel like I didn’t break any if you don’t hear the password at least,” he murmured before finally stating the password for the to enter. “Fig Pudding.” It came as a shock to Liandro that the entrance started to open, though not enough for him to dally instead he quickly ushered Maya inside in order to make sure nobody else would see them go in together. “I can’t believe that worked,” he said in a hushed tone, his dark eyes wary as they passed through the common room. “I think most of the Slytherin either went home for the holidays or went on that Paris trip, so we hopefully won’t bump into anyone.”

Despite his seeming to be calm about the whole ordeal, Liandro was quick to guide them up to his room, not wanting to risk having anyone see Maya. He may not know who is and isn’t in his house half the time, but others would probably be able to spot Maya. It didn’t help that she was a prefect either. Even he was known for the mere fact that others knew of his status as a student. “Uh...you can make yourself comfortable. Sit wherever you’d like. You can play with Cinnamon Bun too.” God, he sounded awkward, too awkward. He couldn’t tell if it was due to his freaking out over breaking the rules, the fact that someone else was in his room, or the fact that the person here was Maya. Either way, he sounded uncomfortable, that is until he found his cat and lifted her up.

Her toes extended and stretched as she tried to find a foothold, a meow sounded in her protest. “You finally get to meet her,” he said with a large grin planted on his face. The Maine Coon was placed onto his bed so that his attention could move elsewhere. Liandro was certainly all over the place when it came to his thoughts, especially when it came to just what to do with Maya. Thus, he bumped into his desk as he turned to rummage through his trunk causing him to cuss in his frustration. Soon a set of clothes, a simple t-shirt and cloth pants were tossed onto the bed. “You may put these on if you’d like. You can change in the bathroom.” The stiffness in his voice returned as he once again remembered she was staying for the night. His back turned to her as he began to get himself ready for bedclothes as well.

(Holy I didn’t mean for it to get this long. I usually do replies for you on mobile so I don't write too much but I was bored at work and did through google doc and uiwdhsajsb sorry. Please don’t mirror or else the length will become an absolute nightmare)

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ As the two prefects cut around the corner of the dungeons corridor, she tucks the lapels of her respective house robe into her sides into the late night of winter, the mere clacking of their shoes nearly echoing down the empty hall. On any regular school day, it'd undoubtedly be bustling with students and peers, but she has to admit, Hogwarts is quite peaceful in the presence of the night sky. Especially if you're with the right person. This proves to be right as she glances over her shoulder for her eyes to meet with Liandro's, to which her lips curl into a smile naturally. Though his invitation does catch her off guard. "Oh," she deliberates it over as she stands before him, blinking. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but more so if they were to get caught somehow, or if the night he pictures with her would go smoothly—perhaps jitters. Nonetheless though, she nods because spending this time with him seems to be the only thing she was looking forward to over break. "Yeah, I'd love to. And you're right, I did promise, and I don't break my promises." She laughs, glancing in the direction of the Slytherin dorms, then to him. "Should we head now?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁴ The holiday was already a quiet one, what with most of the student going home to spend time with their families. Even most of the prefects decided to go home, leaving Maya and Liandro to do rounds on their own. This particular night, they decided to walk together during their rounds, to keep one another company. As they walked and talked amongst themselves, a thought invaded the Slytherin's mind.

What if, she came back to the dorm with him? He only thought of it due to catching his partner doing the same thing, hadn't known or realized just how easy it could be to sneak someone from another house into his room. Of course, his intentions with Maya, they were more pure than one would think Liandro was capable of. "Do you...think you'd want to stay the night? With me? You did promise to help me sleep if nothing else worked." They were near the Slytherin dorms anyways and nearing the end to their rounds. With so many students gone, Liandro didn't care if there were stragglers.