You've changed. [What have you done?]

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling The Stanley Parable
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You've changed. [What have you done?]
Summary
He wanted, needed, wished so desperately, to be safe.[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]He was tearing through back streets and alleyways, jumping fences in parks, trying to escape. To finally leave.[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]He tripped, twisted to try and land properly, and was gone in a hollow crack.[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]When he looked up, he was in a blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.[He was free.]...[But why was this place so painfully familiar?]~•☆•~
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Chapter 8

[Fuck, he was hot in that.]

 

The Narrator was sitting on a beige armchair, one leg crossed over the other as he read. His hair, usually so pristine, had strands dropping down over his face which drew the occasional annoyed huff from him as he blew them out of the way with a gentle puff of air.

 

Hadrian felt his lip curl into a gentle smirk, eyes roaming over his body.

 

He was dressed casually, for him, wearing a form fitting sleeveless black turtleneck paired with some loose dark brown pants. Add the golden half-moon glasses that had just slipped down his nose, and the rings on his fingers, and he was so fucking pretty.

 

"If you keep undressing me with your eyes," He spoke up, still focusing on his surely riveting book, "I'm going to catch a cold."

 

~•☆•~

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