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Barty walked into the house bloody. He had blood from his nose running down his face, a bruise over his left eye, and blood splattered on his bare chest.
“Barty! Holy shit what the fuck happened?” Evan asked, rushing to help his boyfriend to the couch.
Barty let out a groan of pain as Evan wrapped his arms around his waist and guided him to the couch, his face filled with worry and anger.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Barty wheezed when he and Evan sat down on the couch, leaning on Evan and holding him for life support.
“Uh, no you are fucking not!” Evan growled angrily, clenching his jaw and wiping the blood from the raven haired boy’s face.
Barty grimaced and rested his head in Evan’s lap as his boyfriend proceeded to cleaning the blood from his chest.
“Bartimius fucking Crouch, what did you do this time?” Evan asked with a sigh, his blue eyes tracing Barty’s body as he lay his head in his lap.
Barty winced at Evan’s use of his full name, “Ev it wasn’t me,” He slurred, “that asshole was insulting you and called me a fag.”
Evan raised a brow, ‘And you fought him?” He brushed a stray strand of hair from Barty’s face as he looked into his black eyes.
“No! I only hit him three times!” Barty said, his bottom lip sticking out in a playful pout.
Evan pushed his lip back in with his thumb, frowning, “Don’t you make that face at me, you douchebag.”
Barty laughed and stuck his bottom lip out again, “Why not? I know you find me adorable, Rosier.”
Evan rolled his eyes, “Back to last name basis, I see?”
Barty sat up and kissed Evan’s nose teasingly, “Your last name fits you perfectly; sexy and seductive.”
“Shut up, Bartimius,” Evan rolled his eyes again and kissed the top of Barty’s head and caressed his hips softly and pressed his lips to Barty’s neck.
Barty smirked and his hand traveled up Evan’s shirt and tracing his curved spine, his other hand in the blonde boy’s hair.
“Ev, you are such a slut,” Barty said with a smirk, “I love your spine,”
Evan rolled his eyes, “Shut up, Bartimius.”
Barty pressed his lips onto Evan’s, searching the french boy’s mouth hungerly. Evan smiled into the kiss and kissed Barty back equally as hard.
He fucking lover Barty. Even though he is a dumbass.