A Moment
There's a lot of places Evan Rosier SHOULD NOT be. Barty’s bed was a debatable one for most, but Evan certainly thought it was an amazing place to be. “Are you okay my love?” Barty questioned.
“Yeah, just sleepy,” Evan responded, snuggling into Barty’s chest, placing a bite-like kiss on Barty’s neck. The covers lay under them, everything for the first time in weeks seemed perfect, not to mention they were alone. Evan and Barty were able to enjoy this for about 30 more seconds, before a flushed, angry Regulus stormed in. Evan and Barty practically flew off each other. It wasn't that Reg didn't know, more he was dealing with being aggressively in love with James Potter and they didn't want to shove their relationship in his face. (the next day) Evans' hands lay on Barty's chest for a few seconds before he grabbed Barty’s tie and pushed him into the wall, they were in a quiet secluded spot, somewhere they might finally get some peace. Barty's hands moved up and down Evans' side as if pleading for the boy to kiss him, to push him, to bite him, to feel Evans tongue inside his mouth. Evan teased leaning in but turning away to kiss Barty’s jaw. Just as Evans' hands began to grab Barty’s face, CRASH, some kid came barreling into the alcove, looking to be a first or second year. “Merlin, would you fuck off rando!” Barty snapped.
The kid scurried away, “We have to go to class, we can’t miss a third potions class this week” Evan sighed.
The day drowned seemingly on, and on, and ON. Later on that night, despite Regulus’s protest, Evan, Barty, and Reg attended the party being thrown by the griffendors. “We had to come, those idiots always have fire whiskey” Evan stated.
As they entered, loud music blasted all around. “How come you can't hear this outside?" Barty questioned.
“A spell Barty, pay more attention in class, and less time eye-screwing Evan,” Reg stated whilst wandering away, presumably to find James.
“So what do you want to drink, remember the limited options though, Honey” Evan asked Barty.
“You,” Barty replied.
Evan grabbed Barty’s hand and pulled him to a nearby staircase. They ran up the stairs, smiling till they came upon a window seat. Evan plopped down and Barty sat with his back against the other side of the window seat. “So why are we up here and not down there,” Barty smugly asked.
“Well I have a couple things I felt we needed to do, away from prying eyes,” Evan stood and sat on Barty’s lap wrapping his arms around Barty’s neck.
Barty began to kiss Evans neck, kissing up slowly till he reached Evans lips, Evan grabbed Barty’s tie “Nobody is interrupting us this time, Im gonna fucking kiss you” Evan stated firmly.
Evan pulled Barty’s tie crashing his lips into the other boys. Evan straddled Barty Gasping for breath, between each kiss. Their tongues scrambled against one another, teeth clacking, a messy pile of kissing and love confessions “Merlin, your hot” Barty whispered into Evans mouth.
Evan responded by kissing Barty deeper and harder if possible. “Never take your lips off me, my love” Evan panted into Barty’s lips.