• [ s ] prefect dorm 02

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁵ "Uhhuh. I am glad to know you are such an open-minded girl. But also so painfully deaf." He completely disregarded that it was indeed a windy day to continue their light banter, finding her scolding him to be quite cute. Down the stairs, through the hall, and down more steps, they were finally finding themselves approaching the Slytherin dorm's entrance. His smile finally seemed to broaden when Maya started to almost boast about it being his hand that she was holding. "Don't get on my bad side? You make it sound like I am going to break their legs." He said the password to the common room, pulling her along with him. He was honestly confused why this was allowed now, and just why it didn't matter if another house heard their password these days. But he was glad, he didn't have to go through the pain and stress of trying to sneak Maya in like he did last year. "I hope you do, because I really can't return it if you don't." Finally, they were in his room, and Liandro quickly closed and locked his door behind them. He had tried his best to make himself available to younger students by stating they can pop in whenever, but tonight he wanted zero disruptions. "Have a seat at my desk and let me get what I want to give you." He moved to the other side of the room, nearly tripping over his cat who thought it was a good idea to camouflage with the floor. He crouched down and rummaged through his dorm-room fridge for a second and fully out a box. Going towards his desk, he carefully stepped over his cat and placed the box in front of the girl, leaning over her just to open it. Inside was a cake, something that he hoped that they could enjoy together. "Happy Birthday, Maya."

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@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁵ Her lips part to release a short gasp, one that soon has the ends of her tiers curling up into a widening simper just at the memory, knocking her head to his shoulder softly again as if to scold him. "Hey—! It was really windy that night, so I couldn't hear too well. And if that was your name, I'm not going to judge your parents for being.. rather passionate about plants and herbs," another laugh sounds from her, easily so as the two traipse down the staircases towards his private room, the sheer happiness that seeps through their light teasing and giggles echoing off the walls. "Mm, sounds quite fitting. The guy I'm holding hands with? Liandro Kang, Slytherin prefect, don't get on his bad side." The words, although foreign on her tongue to say aloud, come out proudly—not yet used to being so shameless about him, but knowing that she would be comfortable with it later on. Just one look to him and she /knows/, he makes her too happy to hide their feelings from the world. Seeing his room from afar and sensing the jitteriness in his steps, she can't help but to nudge his shoulder to garner his attention. "Well, I hope you know that I love it already."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁵ He couldn't help but let out his own snort, knowing Maya, she probably did do her best to be considerate of his brief dumbness. His smile left his face for a brief moment when she questioned who she should say he was. It was almost as if he had forgotten how careful and secretive he was with her last year. That each time they met, it was always some sort of secret rendevous. But now..."No, that little nickname is only for the girl that was airheaded enough to think it was my name," his smile returned to his lips upon remembering why the nickname exists. "Just tell them you are holding hands with Liandro Kang. And if they further ask, or still don't know who I am, make them aware I am the Slytherin prefect that is most likely the one catching them getting in trouble." He pushed it, thoroughly trying to make her aware that he wanted to be /hers/ and hers only. He nodded at the assistant when he saw the flit of Maya's hand. "Why wouldn't I? It's your birthday and I wanted to get you something." He was excited she agreed to go straight to his room. What he had wasn't a gift, perse, but it was something that would commemorate her birthday at least. As they made their way down the staircases, he increasingly became more jittery with excitement.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁵ "I tried to keep it quiet, it's the thought that counts." Easily, she jokes with him, finding herself a tad too giggly—perhaps it stems from the anticipation of her birthday, but she's sure that she's usually this upbeat when with the right person. And here she was, with /her/ person. "Oh no, I'm not popular, but I was quite surprised she knew, heh. Well, if she, or anyone, ever asks of the man they see me holding hands with, should I say Cilantro is his name?" Her head knocks upon his shoulder with a chuckle just as they pass the aforementioned assistant, bidding them a silent goodbye with a wave whilst her smaller hand offers his a squeeze. "We can go to your room, yeah—" She says, initially nonchalant, before she raises a brow. "Wait, you got me something? Oh, you didn't need to, Lian."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁵ He fought the urge to allow his smile to grow brighter when the other's own lips found his hands. It was as though they were sharing a proper kiss, although it was something so innocent, nothing more than a gentle gesture of affection. And when she came in to hold him, he couldn't help but press a kiss to her head and whisper, "I heard you laughing at me, you know." He squeezed her tight as he listened to her. "You are quite popular if the assistant knew your birthday. She barely even knows my name...did anyone else wish you a happy birthday?" Slowly, and reluctantly, he pulled from Maya's embrace, opting to take her hand instead so that they may make their way out of the library. "Mm...no there was nowhere I needed to be. And what I want to give you is in my room. You didn't want to stop anywhere else right? We can go there and then the room?"

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁵ An amused snort elicits from her as she watches him (cutely) fumble to return the book in its place, nearly having to stop herself from helping him. "Hey you," she greets him again distractedly, her voice dropping to a comfortable whisper as he pulls her closer and gifts her fingertips with a barrage of kisses, the affectionate gesture making her heart thrum against her chest and ring through her ears. With flushed cheeks, she returns the sentiment with her own chaste kiss pressed to his knuckle, only to then sink herself within his embrace out of shyness. "It all went smoothly—the assistant there, they wished me a happy birthday actually, and it just made me all happy," she admits with a soft laugh. "Mhm, I'm all set. Oh, we can leave, I just didn't plan much more than this. Is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁵ He had just found and opened a booked about animagus that seemed strikingly interesting when he heard the cheerful voice of the Hufflepuff. He looked up quickly from its pages, a bright smile dawning his generally serious features upon seeing the peach-haired girl before him. After closing the book and fumbling rather pathetically to put it back, he took Maya's smaller hand in his and pulled her close to him. "Hey, birthday girl," the male said while pulling her fingers up to brush them with a kiss. "I hope you didn't run into any trouble while trying to be the angel that you are. You are all set with everything right? Did you want to hang in here for a bit...or?"

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁵ "Yeah, it's no problem." A bashful chuckle sounds from the Hufflepuff as the Librarian's assistant thanks her once more for getting the hard covers returned before the end of the year, to which she nods out of courtesy. "And, ms. Yim?" The younger calls out just as she's her heel. Glancing over her shoulder, she offers a look of curiosity with a soft 'yes?'. "Happy birthday." It isn't the first time that she's heard someone wish her a happy birthday that morning, but to her, each one counted, no matter how miniscule. And so, she flashes a grateful smile their way, emits out a genuine 'thank you, please have a good day', and saunters her way further into the library in search of Liandro. With an evident lilt in her step, she makes her way towards one of the shelves, the peak of his brunette tresses barely seen over the books, but seen nonetheless. "Lian!" She calls out, that same giddy smile of hers ading across her visage as her hand outstretches for his. "Hi, hehe."

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：maya yim。⁰⁵ It didn't take Liandro long to check the trophy room. It was a rather simple task, the simplest of his prefect duties for the year. The professors had heard of students sneaking in there late and snogging, and they knew they wouldn't be able to catch the culprits themselves, so he offered to do it. He was quite quiet when he wanted to be, and condemning the two Gryffindors was easy. But it made him rather early to his meet-up with Maya. Thus, he perused the tall shelves of the library, taking sneak peeks over at the restricted section and then the desk every-so-often.