〈 INFIRMARY 〉

@( s ) yifan She nodded, understanding. Quietly, she handed the male his book back and patted his leg lightly. "Feel better, kay? I'll probably drop by in the next few days to bring you some good, actual food." she said, a small smile forming upon her lips. "I'll give you the notes for class too, okay bud? Don't stress about anything, just relax and sleep."

@ (s) sooyeon After hearing her reaction, he tossed a quick look around in the infirmary with his eyes. There were still people here. His face changed dramatically. “We have to talk about it later, it is not safe here.” He said with a serious voice. “When I’m discharged from here, we can discuss this in a more private place. I think I’ll only be stuck in here for another week.” He met her eyes in an effort to make her realize how serious this matter was. “Meet me in the Slytherin common room next Monday at midnight.” He said with a soft voice, while he thought: “I hope this will go as planned, there are probably some people lurking around, waiting for others to gossip about stuff that should not be said out loud.” He reached out his left hand and pointed it towards her, and looked at the old book she once again was holding. He wanted it back, but this time instead of just taking it, he just sat there waiting for her to put it in his left hand.

@( s ) yifan Sooyeon listened intently to what the male was saying, nodding slightly for no reason and continuing to page through the book. Wordlessly, she thought back to the old times when their families would eat together, before they went off to Hogwarts that is. What was it? Why couldn't she remember? She sighed in utter exasperation and moved one of her hands up to run it through her messily styled wavy brunette hair. "Just tell me straight out Yifan. If its meant to be kept a secret from others, I'll keep it. You know that, or at least you should. What about the visits? What about all of this?" she replied shifting to stare back into his glass-like eyes which mirrored the coldness and emptiness of her own - two birds of the same nest "I'm so confused and frustrated..."

@( s ) sooyeon Yifan did not answer her question about someone caring for him. There was no need for an answer, because he has never been taken care of before. As a kid, his parents tossed him away like trash right after he turned 8. Shure, he lived in the same house as his parents, but he was like a ghost to them, even his older brother saw him as nothing. And sooyeon should know that, so why bother to answer?

He watched her while she was turning page by page in the book, like she tried to find any clues. “Arh. Guess she has seen through my scheme about leading her on to the wrong answer, she is cleverer than I thought.” He thought, while trying to figure out how to act next.
“Why? Well I like seeing you racking your brain, it is amusing.” He said while he sat there with a smiling face, and continued saying: “But I’m rather disappointed that you can’t remember that day, ten years ago. I remember it quite clear”. His face expression changed to his usual “none-expression” face, just staring at his folded hands. “We are cousins you and I” he started. “You used to come over with your parents to my house when we were kids.” He looked at sooyeon to search in her eyes for respond. He continued: “Well, we weren’t actually playing together. You would just stand there, patiently waiting for the visit to come to an end. And I was never there to greet you since my parents, well, they didn’t want me there. But I always saw you through the window of my room when you came to visit. Do you remember that?” He was still staring in her eyes. Hoping she would remember something about the day when they were together in the forest, and saw “that” person die.
“I have to be careful with what I say from now on. This is not something that should be spoken of in public.” He thought to himself while waiting for her respond.

@( s ) yifan Sooyeon watched the old book get snatched out of her hands and replied. "True, it isn't much of my business however wouldn't you like it if someone cared for you?" she asked rhetorically, not exactly wanting a response either. She shrugged his injuries off as if they were nothing and stared at the book, thinking hard. Thinking back just ten years felt like she was thinking back of millenniums before. "Well, one thing is that the book has dragon on it. A silver one. You have this weird for dragons for a long time now... And we are in Slytherin: symbolizing the silver. Thats quite the book you've got there though Wu." she said, taking a guess at why the book help extreme importance. She reached for the book again and pulled it out of his hands. "Why are you playing so many little tricks and one-sided 20 questions with me Yifan?" Her fingers pried the book open with eloquence and she stared at the pages, not sure what to make out of things.

@( s ) sooyeon Yifan looked at her face expression. “Looks like she don’t quite get it yet, I should probably give her another hint” he thought to himself while he turned his head back to his arms again, he folded the hands.
“It’s not so weird you can’t remember. It was a long time ago.” He said while thinking back to his childhood. He remembers it all, and the old book is connected to it all. What happened that day has been carved into his memory. It was a good memory, probably one of his best from his childhood. And that book is precious to him, it has all the information he needs in it. Even though he has read the book like twelve times before, the book has become his life companion.
While he thought of that day, it occurred to him: “Wait, if she doesn’t remember, she won’t realize it unless I give her a hand remembering it. So should I help her? No, why would I? She would just think worse of me if she found out that I was still into those creatures. If she found out, she probably would have said it to the principal and her parents, and then mine. My parents MUST NOT know of them! Never!” He changed his expression, his eyes became wide open and his mouth dropped a bit down. “ Then, what should I do? She can’t know, but I’ve already led her on a path, she won’t just jump of it now! She is stubborn, she would run the path straight down until she finds the answer.” He started to think real hard, “what should I do? Change the topic? Lead her on a false path?”
He looked back at her again, she wanted an answer, now! There was only one thing he could do.
“You wanted to know how I got these?”. He lifted his right arm that was covered in bandages.
“I can’t tell you” he said. Yes, that was the only thing he could do, it’s better that she don’t know. He continued by saying “ It’s none of your business anyway”. He grabbed the old book from sooyeon’s hands, and held it tightly in his arms. “If you want to find out, you should try and remember what happened ten years ago”.

@( s ) yifan "Stop evading my question, Wu." she said with a light half-hearted, slightly cold laugh. Sooyeon stared at the book's withered brown cover and let her fingers roam upon the silver dragon. She shifted her gaze from the book to Yifan, looking into his eyes. "It seems familiar.." she muttered, trying to grasp the name of the book and where she had seen of it before. "Perhaps its just deja vú." she mumbled to herself in a voice just loud enough for Yifan to hear. "What is it?" she asked, giving up as she didn't feel like racking her brain pointlessly.

@( s ) sooyeon Yifan saw her arm reaching for his book. He tried to cover the book with his arm, but it hurt too much, and the book was taken away from him quite easily. He stopped his movements, just watching his precious book in the hands of another person. He sighted, and starred on his wounded arm. He became quiet. He remembered how he got the wound. He thought about how thrilling it was at that moment. Ahhh! If only it would have lasted longer, that accouter! He felt an excitement through his body, all the way from his head to his toes. He smiled lightly and said: “You know, that book is really interesting” He looked up on the book sooyeon was holding, the book she just stole away from him. The book had a brown cover, it was old. You could see that just by looking at it. The cover had a picture as well, a dragon, a big silver dragon.
He starred in sooyeon’s eyes, searching for a reaction from her. Thinking; “did she get it?”

@( s ) yifan Sooyeon narrowed her eyes at the male in front of her and took a seat at the edge of his cot, literally giving no heed to the fact he was in fact in the infirmary of Hogwarts. "I asked first, Wu. So answer." she said looking straight at him. "And don't ignore me, you know I hate that." Her eyebrows furrowed as she took a moment to actually observe his injuries, which looked quite severe just from afar. However, it was hard to hold in her laughter at the sight of Yifan cringing in pain. Sooyeon chortled lightly before reaching to take the book out of her friend's hands.

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol frowned deeply once he saw Hakyeon’s sace get red /again/. Damn! He couldn’t understand why people’s face get red, he really could. What in the hell would make your face get red? He was sure his face was never red. He was sure he never experienced anything like that. While he was thinking about that - trying to create a legit teory about when other people’s face get red, I mean - he didn’t really notice that Hakyeon was gone, until he looked around and saw no Hakyeon. Or at least he thought there was no Hakyeon - after all, he couldn’t trust his brain while he was sleepy. He still could remember the time that he was sleepy on his aunt’s living room and a penguin appeared from nowhere - a pink smiling penguin, dragging a package with him and with scary eyes. Such a terrible, still funny memory, since he could never tell if he was just on drugs - no, he never did drugs... Or at least he thought so - or if that was real. He couldn’t really decide which one was worst, though. As Hakyeon was back, he soon pointed at the direction where the Gryffindor common room was, blinking at the mention of the romance books again, just shrugging.

@( g ) chanyeol The thought made him sick, like how in the world could he’s hare a bed with a dude, or wait, such a mean thought against C. But how could he not say that he wanted to sleep with him, share the same warmth, the same pillow, and probably. Oh no, did he just.. Blush? Oh no, he thought something dirtyminded again. “Stop it hakyeon, those books affects you too much, this is not how you think” he muttered slightly to himself, in the opposite direction of C, so he wouldn`t hear. Which reminded him, should he go back to his dorm and get his stuff.. No, that would have been too risky, it wasn`t allowed to enter other homerooms. And.. Oh..” C wait a little I just gotta run for my Conan” How in the world could he forget his beloved Conan??? WAS HE REALLY THAT STUPID! How in the world could he forget his beloved doll. He ran back and got the half fixed precious. As he met the boy again, he smiled brightly. If he just thought over it, it would be nice right? If his friends was really that nice, maybe they would let him? He just hoped they wouldn`t find him weird and he had to use ruthless words again, he honestly hated it, but sometimes had to. It was just this habit he earned by this last six years at Hogwarts. “Not me either, I tried but… Those books was kind of.. too me, even though…” The librarian told him so. To read romance in order to understand his sickness. All of sudden, out of nowhere, he heard a growl from underneath. The starving empty stomach of his. When he come to think of it, he hasn`t been eating for days. Basically because he was so depressed most of the time after their fight, and earlier because he wasn`t in mood so. But he felt quite dizzy, creating this grimace of a face. He needed food. FOOD!

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol blinked, not understanding why that seemed to sound so weird to Hakyeon - did he never shared a bed with any of his friends? Shrugging slightly, Chanyeol blinked and stepped away from the other male once he began to shout - he could barely understand what was he thinking about, since his brain was refraining himself from thinking. Chanyeol literally couldn’t live without his precious sleep. Furrowing his eyebrows slightly and holding onto Hakyeon’s arms and trying to calm him down. “Wait, dude. They won’t /hurt/ me...” He frowned at the thought, his friends hurting him just because of something as silly as that. No, that would never happen, since he was lucky enough to get nice roommates - well, obviously it wasn’t exactly nice that time that Taemin throwed water at him so he would get up in time, but still, most of the time his roommates were nice. As Hakyeon talked about how he felt about sleeping with him - well, that sound so, so, soooo weird. Almost dirty - Chanyeol was almost an adult, he couldn’t stop himself from noticing how dirty that could sound - but he decided to just chuckle, still walking to the Gryffindor’s common room. “...Read?” Yes, he wasn’t totally lying once he said he read books - when he was younger he would usually read in his freetime, but as he grow older, reading turning into something so not important when compared with sleep. Sleep was so superior. But he couldn’t really remember the last time he read romance - did he ever read romance? He would usually read some action and stuff like that. “Uh... No, I think romance it’s kind of... Boring”

@( g ) chanyeol Listening to the others words. Like really? DID HE REALLY SHARE BED WITH SO MANY BOYS !! LIKE HOW IN THE WORLD IS THAT POSSIBLE? “So many boys….. “he muttered. Sensing a slight of a hit deeply inside his chest. He thought, maybe, maybe, what if… What if he already had it? What they call, making love? He didn`t truly know himself what it was, basically because he never experienced it himself. “S-share bed with you, won`t the other Gryffindor guys…..WOULDN`T THEY GET MAD AT YOU FOR BRINGING ME IN! THEY HATE PEOPLE LIKE US! C?! WHAT IF THEY HURT YOU?” he asked, clinging tightly to the boys arm like a little girl. If only his chest could stop being hurt. “C. Honestly, I would love to sleep with you, I – I mean share bed… I guess its comfortable…” his soft spoken voice. He wondered, what would be in the boy`s bed? Teddybears? Would his sheet smell like his perfume? What was the color of his room, did he read anything? He wanted so dearly to ask, but he just had to be patient and see and just hope that the Gryffindor boy`s wouldn`t kill him. He promised to stay quiet and just stay with C, not more, not even nearing other Gryffindor guys. Only C, no more than C. C,C,C,C ,C!
“So uhm…. The books you have read, did you by any chance read, ehm… romance?” Such a silly question, yet he was so curious about it, he looked down, hiding his all so ashamed face. Why did he had to be so shy about anything he talked about to that tall boy?

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol titled his head to the side, scratching his nape and shrugging. “Share a bed...?” He asked and then smiled slightly. “Nah, its fine. We are friends, after all... I already shred a bed with my other friends a lot” He nodded and then smiled brightly. Well, that was true, but it was mostly when he was a kid - actually, he couldn’t remember the last time he shared a bed with a another boy - oh, no. Yes he could, it was one of his siblings, years ago. Or maybe Kyungsoo the last he slept on the by’s house? He wasn’t really sure, but that wasn’t really important, right? Friends shared beds. What’s wrong with that? Chanyeol hesitantly stepped out of the infirmary, burying his hands deep down his trouser’s pants, and then headed to the Gryffindor common room. “I don’t know if you can come in the Gryffindor common room... But if you can, then we can share my bed, that’s no problem in that” He shrugged once again, yawning loudly as he waved at a few people that he knew, sighing. Maybe the sleep was affecting his mind - letting a Slytherin share a bed with him? Stupid Chanyeol. But it was Hakyeon, and he was a nice Slytherin... Right? Then it should be okay.

@( s ) sooyeon Yifan sat on the bed, reading a book, and rather than looking surprised that someone of his family actually came over to see him, he knew that she would never be interested to care for him. Her reason coming here must be too criticize him in some way, or to just talk nonsense. He read the book like no one was there. He turned a page and asked “What are you doing here?”. His voice had a hint of anger yet disappointed tone to it. He continued reading his book like nothing. While turning a page his face scared a grimace of pain while furrowing his eyebrows. His right arm was covered in bandages, so was his neck and cheek. He didn’t want to answer her question, he wanted to avoid answering it.

@( g ) chanyeol “I wish I could go to sleep in my bed room, the new roomates of mine seems nicer than the lasts years. Maybe my year will be.. Be different. “ he smiled for himself, jumping out of the bed and slid on some slippers and a t-shirt taking the boy`s hand. “Let me follow you to the dorm, after all, you helped me. And, Conan will be safe soon. Wow, it was the first time he walked in a distance away from Conan, a little, just little, but still. “I`m sorry for making you awake all the time, and I know you won`t share the same bed with me, but… “ No… Did he just say that? NO,NO NONONONONON IT SOUNDED SO WRONG ! SO TERRIBLY WRONG. “ I mean, don`t share bed with me… I-its icky right? I stink? Yeah I follow you to the dorm. Lets go hahahahah “ excuses, let’s just pass the topic and go, he thought. If you knew Hakyeon well, you could see the stressed, nervous acting of his, his tensed stare, the fake laughter, his nerves shaking terribly, basically his sudden actions which wasn`t planned beforehand. The others stared at him, even his classmate that he talked barely with did. “Kris, it’s not what you think” he mouthed to the boy, before he pushed his friend out the door, forgetting about Conan and just, got the boy away from the attention they made. . The girls might brag about them now, mentioning them in connecting and associating them with those characters in books. Those godly well-drawn books, so perfect, so detailed and so adoringly satisficing good. Those guilty pleasures Chris introduced him for, his source of antidote for his terrible desires. Desires he didn`t even know about. He thought it was a disease, a sickness. Was it illegal to like a boy? He never really saw the wrong in it, still, it was unusual, not any kind of normal at all. As he kept pushing the boy away from the infirmary, he wanted to ask. Something, something, “SOMETHING!” he shouted, stopping in the middle of the way. Did he just shout out that word. Goodness, this is bad, reaaaally bad ! Someone, Conan, Anyone, help him from this embarrassing situation.

@( s ) hakyeon “Of course I won!” He smiled brightly, sighing and jumping off the bed. Chanyol quickly slid his feet inside the shoes, sighing and running one hand through his hair - he was dead. Well, not really dead, but he was really, really tired. The tall Gryffindor really wanted to stay, but he was so sleepy - Chanyeol yawned and rubbed his eyes, and then turned to look at the other male again. “I’m sorry... I need to sleep” He pouted slightly, and shrugged as he ooked around the infirmary - there were a few - well, maybe a little more than just a few - people staring at them, and for a moment Chanyeol really wondered why - after all, was that so important? As he blinked and stared at them, making it obvious that he noticed they were staring at him and Hakyeon, Chanyeol noticed that weird tone of pink taking over one girl’s cheeks? What the ? He was still trying to understand why people would get red, but that wasn’t helping. That was making no sense, after all. After furrowing his eyebrows, Chanyeol crossed his arms, turning to look at Hakyeon again.

@( g ) chanyeol “And you won it eh?” he giggled, sort of liking the way C placed his hands, it might sound like this dirty thought, but he would love to have the boy taking all of him. “C…. Do you have to go back?” he asked, hearing the others words, twirling his arms around the others waist, bringing him closer to his skin, closer to himself. “ C. I really want to know your name” his gentle yet curious tone. He couldn`t help it to think, that people around them might notice them, that those people he saw earlier had entered the other part of the infirmary could watch them. He didn`t care, to him it felt like it was only him and C. Only them. Maybe it was just him, but to think about it, should he maybe…Maybe he should buy him a Christmas gift. Did he like those prank potions they sold at the shops, maybe a shirt? Or would that be boring. Something special? A pendant? A PENDANT! That is special! Yes, a pendant. He could maybe forge one by himself. He did try it long time ago. Long, long time ago when he needed to fix something for his grandpa. What was it again? dishes !! Yet !! plates for them to eat on! He jumped up, still hugging tightly to his boy. Wait.. No, he wasn`t his boy..Not yet. Oh, no, it felt so wrong. Wait. No, uhm. “You aren`t a mind reader right ! RIGHT!” he asked, anxious over the thought that it could be a possibility. “I-I meanl what do you wish for Christmas?” Such foolish questions, foolish language, everything sounded like rubbish when he talked, Was it because of the Gryffindor boy? Did he send a spell on Hakyeon, to act like this? He didn`t know what kind of power this boy held within. But it made Hakyeon feel terribly good. To feel obsessed. Oh yes, this obsession. It kind of crept him out.

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol smiled brightly as he heard that - it was good to know that Hakyeon was finally trusting him to tell him that kind of stuff. After all, that must be painful to talk about, right? Chanyeol didn’t really know. His story wasn’t sad, after - it was just full of hate. Hate that he was glad that he could just keep inside him, and show everyone else a bright smile. He was already happy like that, or at least most of the time he was happy. But he never needed much, that was more than enough. Chanyeol laughed along the other male as he tickled the smaller boy, and once he finally stopped, he smiled in a apologetic way and kept his arms on Hakyeon’s hips, shrugging. “You started the tickling war” He said, gently stroking the other male’s hips as he sighed and looked around the room. “Hm, I think I should go back to my dorm...” Chanyeol mumbled more to himself than to anyone else, and then hesitantly sat back down at the bed.

Sooyeon entered the infirmary in a slightly rushed manner, brisk walking inside. She was going about her prefect duties and just living as normal as a witch's life gets when a passing second year Slytherin student informed her that he had seen her friend Yifan in the infirmary. She let out a slightly exasperated sigh as soon as she found the male sitting on one of the cots. Sooyeon made her ways towards him with a slight frown appearing upon her face. "What happened this time?" she asked, waving off any and all greetings immediately.

@( g ) chanyeol «I-its ok C. I wanted you to know, it feels much easier when at least one I trust knows this» he smiled, having fun letting his fingers run wild through the clothes, He even attempted to slide one gently under his shirt, and as the theory said, he was right, it did gave an major big effect, and the laughter escaped the others lips so sweetly and jouful, the laughter couldn`t stop, now was he body shifted over to the bottom, geez, this man was strong. Well, of course he was the. Those slender fingers hitting against his skin, those hot fingers tickling his skin, he couldn`t help but laugh, but he couldn`t curl into a ball and protect his sidewayst, he couldn`t Because to overwhelming manliness dominated him. “C. Its ticklish ! he laughed, its ticklish C!” he laughed so ever sweetly. He could stare at those playful smiling eyes for hour, his million dollar smile, brighter than the varmest sun. It was literally breathtaking. Breathaking beauty.
(GOOOOOOOOOOOD ITS SO SHORT BUT I ALMOST FELL ASLEEP x.x )

@( s ) hakyeon Ah, he asked. Chanyeol forgot about that completely - like if the first time they met happened years ago. When it was only a few days ago. He stared at the other male as he heard the sad story, sighing and hugging Hakyeon tightly, feeling bad for making the boy talk about that, something that was probably painful to talk about. “I’m sorry for making you talk about this...” He said, pursing his lips together, but suddenly furrowed his eyebrows as he felt a hand on his leg - what? Freezing for a moment, Chanyeol did’t notice what exactly he question about how ticklish he is meant - and suddenly, the other boy was straddling him - wait, is this the right word? Oh well, that was weird - but Chanyeol forgot everything as the other male began to tickle him, and after a few moments, he finally grabbed Hakyeon’s wrists firmly, smirking as he noticed that he was stronger than the seventh grade male. Suddenly, the tall Gryffindor flipped them around, staying on the top of Hakyeon and raising one of his eyebrows. “What about you? Are you ticklish, Hakyeon-ah?”

@( g ) chanyeol “Well, you asked me earlier.. Why I had this doll right?” he started, thinking that it was time to reveal his true story for this boy, who he decided to trust with all his heart. “ It’s the only thing I have from my mom…I got it when I was little, maybe four or 5 years old. She wasn`t the best to sew, but she wanted to create something special to me, so she made me Conan, because, well she just sewed with all the things she could find since we was really poor. “he took a deep breath, closing his eyes in try to memorize those old blurry memories. “ Mom was truly beautiful… She said to me, the day I got it, words I never forget. “ Wounds will heal, but it will always stay as a mark in your heart” I first never understood what she meant, until now. Because, when you get hurt, or something in your heart feel weird, you should never forget it. I still have this scar I got when I fell and tripped, and because, well, it was painful, and I still could see it, it still had this memory of mom. So its like of instead of thinking of the negative things scar on your body leave you, it will always remain as a good memory because of feel something special for them. That’s why I destroy Conan, because he collects my most precious memories. But only precious ones. He leaned up again, stitching the left arm gently and tight to the body. “ But, mom and dad died one night… They were outside for business or whatever, and well, they never found the corpses and the case remained unsolved. So that is why I keep Conan, because he is my only memory of my mom and dad. “ He calmed his breath, stroking the others leg unhesitatingly, but still let his mind control him. “Your skin is soft…” he mumbled, not really caring if his inappropriate moves matters since it seemed like the other didn`t care. “ Are you ticklish then?” a smirk raised. He slowly turned around, spreading his legs to capture the other, and push him down to tickle his sides. Only for the childish matter of fun.

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol nodded and smiled slightly as the spell worked, he was awesome, really. Only that was enough to make him feel like the best wizard ever - and it as he smirked proud of himself, he placed his wand on the table, not really noticing the hands on his back until he felt something on his bottom. Jumping slightly, his eyes widening, he gulped and looked down at Hakyeon, who was acting as if nothing happened - well, maybe it was just an accident. Probably it was. “Uh... Books? O-of course!” He lied, grinning as he scratched his nape and tried to think about a name of a book, since Hakyeon could ask for book names at any second. But once he didn’t, Chanyeol sighed in relief, blinking as the other male shifted on his lap, and for a moment, that looked so dirty. Yeah, just like that movies or whatever. Uh, what is he thinking about? Chanyeol chuckled at his own thoughts, thinking that he sounded like a fourteen years old thinking about that - and it was quite embarrassing how warm it was to have Hakyeon on his lap. But he shouldn’t be thinking about this, right? “A-ah? Conan?” He asked, blinking and looking around, until he finally realized about what Hakyeon was talking about.

@( g ) chanyeol “Ngh..” it kind of itched a little yet, it slowly grew the wound, making it feel like nothing hat happened, that it was completely healed. “T-hanks that helped” he muttered to the taller boy, still in his arms and he planned to stay there for a while. Maybe Conan liked to be in hakyeon`s arms, that was why he preferred being carried. Hmpf.. Actually comparing himself with his beloved doll. Conan was more royal and more mature than he ever would be. He sighed, Letting his hand the back of the older, accidently forgetting himself to take it too far to the well-shaped bottom, immediately taking it away and slapped his hand for doing so, and just turned around his position on the others lap, leaning his head back at the chest, like it was the softest pillow on earth, so grace and so light as a feather. “ehehee, ehm… C, do you read books?” he asked all of sudden, trying to avoid the fact that he did an inappropriate action. Such a dirty mind he had his brain to become to, after reading those silly fifty shades of grey look alike of books, only meant for men. He couldn`t really imagine girls reading that kind of stuff, they had other things to do, like make up, and clothes. He slowly bowed over to a table, spotting a needle and a thread in the color of black, collecting the pieces of Conan, and while staying in this comfortable lap, he started to sew, leaned back and just let his fingers do the work. “Actually, Conan is used to this… There is a reason that he has those stitches, but he is strong, and I wish I was strong as him who can stand anything” he said randomly to the other boy, unconsciously thinking that it was related to anything they had in the detail of their conversation.

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol blinked furrowing his eyebrows and wondering what was wrong with his lips - but he didn’t ask, since it would sound weird... Or at least for him it would sound weird. He smiled slightly as the other boy hid his face on the tall Gryffindor’s neck, not really knowing why that was so nice, but not really caring about that - it was nice. Period. He hesitantly slid his hand onto his pocket, taking off his wand and pointing at the deep cut, biting on his bottom lip as he hesitantly said the spell. “Vulnera Sanentur” He mumbled, but the spell had no effect, and rolling his eyes once, he repeated the spell, now his voice louder and more clear - and then it had the effect it should. Sighing in relief - after all, he wasn’t total useless, even though he was planning to live as a muggle one he graduates. As he heard about Conan, that stupid stuffed doll, Chanyeol immediately looked around for the voodoo doll, his eyes widening as he saw it’s pieces all around the floor. Did Hakyeon do that? But he seemed to love the stupid - no, wait, poor - stuffed doll so much. Chanyeol almost felt bad for that, until he remembered that it was a doll - it had no feelings, right? “Of course I will... Stay with you” He said, blinking and then turning to look at Hakyeon. Everything was his fault, he was so stupid.

@( g ) chanyeol N just hoped this moment could last forever. Minus the scene they were placed in, could everything just be labeled as perfect. C, c actually thinks he`s warm. Such a relief, and even more as the other….”Y-your lips, “ he whispered, thinking too loudly and yet again blushed like an idiot who hidden his face against the others chest. Like there weren`t other safer places around, only in his arms, even if he was the one he was hiding from. Totally bad at hide and seek, really. His eyes directed down at the bloody deep cut from his self. Well he took a slaughter knife, which they normally used in important surgeries, maybe desiccation of animals in the science class. “J-just sew it of course, or perform the spell I did on you in the forest, that will probably help. “ the young slytherin boy smiled to the other, knowing that the boy could do it. He trusted this stupid boy`s wisdom of magic. Like, he couldn`t be that useless, if so… He was more precious than anything to hakyeon, so he didn`t care if this boy was rude, lazy, stupid or basically a show off, idiot who skipped classes and slept all day. Hakyeon, liked him. Because he had a good heart, he was maybe slow at noticing things, but he accepted Hakyeon as a friend, and he showed empathy, honesty and kindness towards the coldhearted young male. He kept N sane, he made him feel less lonely. A warmhearted smile was sent to the tall boy, cuddling the others neck with his head again like this kitten who searched protection from its mother. “Whatever that bothers you, I forgive you, and I promise I won`t do it again as long as you stay with me” he whispered playfully to the other, didn`t know why he did in such a manner, yet, he found it fun, and the mood of his kind of switched. Still he was careful with the moves, in order to control his lusts and behave around the other. The gryffindorer was dangerously tempting, but he didn`t know how to act, how to act according to the books. He was nervous, afraid of what the other would think, so he kept it for himself. Especially when he wasn`t convinced with himself that he actually, truly was hopelessly falling for this sixth grader. “I- I think I gotta clean this mess, the nurse will probably tell the headmaster if we don`t do something soon. I also gotta apologize, and sew Conan back together again. “ He said as he turned to look down at the pieces of fabric remaining of his beloved doll.

@( s ) hakyeon “Yeah... You’re warm and comfortable as well...” He mumbled, gulping and hesitantly brushing his lips against the other male’s cheek, feeling his own face heat up a little - oh . What the hell was happening with him? Chanyeol shook his head slightly before looking up at the ceiling - that was weird. It felt so nice to stay with hakyeon like that, that he could stay there all day. The blood or the curtains or the people weren’t really important. But it should be important - mostly the blood, after all, who cares about curtais or people? Taking a look at the cut, Chanyeol sighed, remembering what the other male told him earlier - he did that to himself. Why? Didn’t it hurt? WHy would he want to hurt himself? So many questions, but Chanyeol knew that he shouldn’t ask anything now. “What should I do about your cut?” He asked, biting on his bottom lip and turning his head to look at the other male, worried as hell. Well, there was blood all around his arm, how could he don’t be worried? Seriously! “Hakyeon-ah, promise me you’re not doing this anymore, uh?” He said firmly, knowing that even though he didn’t want to admit - actually, he would feel even worst if he did - everything was his fault. Everything always was his fault, he should be used t it already, right? But he wasn’t, and it hurt to know that his friend hurt himself because of a stupid fight. Because it was a pointless fight, since his wand was all the time with him.

@( g ) chanyeol “Y-you did?” he blinked wit his eyes, staring at the boy confused. So it didn`t mean that he went to the forest? He was safe? Thank god. He cuddled even more to the boy, holding tightly around him with a grip on his clothes. His warming hand, brushing his hair, making him wanting to sleep. This boy was drug to him, it felt at least so. How he could easily transform his bones into jelly, his shattered heart to a healed beating one. He obeyed the others words, not showing any kind of resistance against it. There were back again, to the normal chemistry of theirs, yet it felt more close, more inseparable. N let his hand brush through the others fluffy hair, his long locks playing between his fingers. His body was literally hot, like the change of temperature was only because of his presence. “You`re so warm… and soft….” He muttered through the fabric of the other. Like a cat he d his face against it, wanting to keep it as he was the replacement of Conan. But C was more special, in some way. He was a breathing human. His very first friend, or more like an obsession, a guy he fantasied so dearly about, and he couldn’t deny that those guilty imaginations of him was something he could drool about, it was so new and he couldn`t control it. He feilt like this stalking weirdo who didn`t have nothing else to do with his life. Only studying. But this obsession was a huge relief of an activity of break and to stimulate his inner lusts that he didn`t even know he had. Especially this strong feelings towards someone from the same . Maybe he was just affected by all those box and manga stories? Maybe he felt too related to that one character who had the same pressure of being a heir as himself. And this love of his was really similar and clueless like his friend. But, but. He didn`t wanted to be separated with him in their thirties! No, he didn`t wanted to act stupid as the so called uke. But, still he couldn`t help it not being manly enough to admit his huge… No its just stupid. STUPID STUPID STUPID !! This is not romantical love ! Its just.. friendship right? Friends totally hugged and brushed each other hair? Guys did that right?

@( s ) hakyeon Chanyeol blinked, biting on his bottom lip as heard that. “I found my wand... In my pocket. I’m really stupid” He sighed, running one hand through his hair as he took a look around the bed - everything was scratched and ripped apart and well, he wasn’t sure how Hakyeon could have done all of that. It surely scared him a little - he wasn’t sure of what to wait from the young Slytherin anymore. “B-bute we need to take care of this cut” He said, furrowing his eyebrows as he hesitantly pulled the other male to the bed, trying to calm him down - oh god, if he was like that just because of a stupid fight, then Chanyeol wondered what the hell he would do if it was something really serious. No, there’s no time to think about it now - or at least was what the tall Gryffindor thought as he decided to focus on calming Hakyeon down. “You’re tired... You should sleep for a while...” He mumbled, sighing and pulling Hakyeon to lay down on the bed besides him, running one of giant’s hands through the black messed Hakyeon’s hair. It was soft, he liked it. Pulling the other male to his chest and hugging him tight. “I like you too, Hakyeon-ah. You’re my friend, after all” He nodded, trying to smile at the other male as if nothing happened.