drive me wild

Marcelina had her eye on Scorpius for a while now. She knew her friend long enough to know when he was up to something. As he didn’t notice her when she stepped in beside him, Marcie followed her gaze - not surprised that he was eyeing the centre pieces. After all, she didn’t bully the wedding planner into a nearly early grave for the decorations to be ugly. “Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy,” she gave him a look. “If you steal so much as a flower petal tonight, I will cut off your hands with a plastic knife, knuckle by knuckle. Do you understand me?” she tilted her head to the side and took a sip of her wine. “I can give you something tomorrow morning, though.”

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Scorpius couldn’t help the laugh that left him at Marcie’s words. “Were these your doing?” he asked, pointing at the center piece. “I knew it. This place is looks too amazing to be anybody else,” he said. He let out an mused snort, “Oh, I couldn’t. I already have too much shit to unpack, I don’t need to be collecting things. But you will tell me every single wedding planning detail, I'm practically starving for someone to feed my own delusions.”

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♕ —– Rose chuckled and she reached up to help him. “I’m not, it just looks like you were in a rush.” She playfully rolled her eyes at her friend. “Always so dramatic. If you don’t want to tell me, just say that, Scor,” she said before she stepped back and picked back up her own drink. “Almost witnessed a murder of a wedding planner today, so there was that. Everything’s fine now though.”

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Scorpius let her fix his hair, “When I tell you I came straight from the airport, all my stuff is haphazardly thrown in my hotel room,” he mused. “I missed a lot of things, but I wouldn’t never miss this.” Scorp turned to look at her, “I was just thinking how terribly jealous I was over this center piece and how no one would miss if it’s gone,” he said with a mischievous grin. The blond snorted, “Who was the groom-zilla? Or wait, was it Marcie?”

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♕ —– “Your hair is still sticking up, do you want some with it?” Rose let out a soft snort and she set her glass down on the table nearest them both. “Do I even want to know what you were thinking about doing,” she asked with a tilted her head to the side. “Better be careful, everyone has been on a rampage today.”

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Scorpius gasped, his hand flying up to his hair. “Don’t joke with me,” he said, trying to look in his reflection in his champagne glass. The blond snorted at her words, “No one deserves to know what's going on in my head. They get scared,” he teased before raising an eyebrow. “Oh? Well, now you have to tell me everything. How are they treating you?”

Lily furrowed her brows at him. “See I didn’t think you were suspicious until you said that.” She told him. To be fair, he did say possibly one of the most suspicious things you could. “What were you doing?” The girl raised a brow. 

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Scorpius laughed, “I’m still a bad actor until this day, huh?” he mused. “And here I thought I was getting ready to quit my job and become a star,” he said. He shrugged with one shoulder, “Just admiring the beautiful centerpieces,” he raised an eyebrow at her. “What are you doing?”

“That was not what I was expecting you to say.” Preston paused, trying to process the prior comment. “What did you even mean by that?”

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“I’ve had four cups of coffee and I’m running on three hours of sleep, I don’t even know what I’m saying,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Just--nevermind, forget it,” Scorpius said, shaking his head. “So, what can I help you with, Zabini?”

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♕ —- Rose chuckled when she realized that it was her best friend and not a patient looking for help. She patted her shoulder to gesture for him to rest on it because clearly, he seemed as tired as she felt. “I have few more hours,” she replied to his question. “I’ll probably be able to see the sunrise from here. What about you?”

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Scorpius plopped down next to Rose, curling close to her to rest his head on her shoulder. “I was off two hours ago,” he mused with a grin. “But I have to stay and wait for one my plants to bloom so I can harvest it,” he said. He checked his watch, “Which...should happen in a few hours,” he mused. “So, I guess we’re both watching the sunrise. Should we sneak onto the roof like when we were trainees?”

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♚ —- “You are entirely too loud for one o’clock in the afternoon,” Theon grumbled thinking out loud and not exactly caring who heard. He pushed his sunglasses further up the bridge of his nose and waved his hand in their direction. “Just drop it down a couple of octaves, least until my drink finds its way over here. If it ever does.”

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“Are you hungover?” he asked, his tone grave. “You know it’s very unbecoming to go out in a public place,” he said, matter-of-factly as he folded his arms over his chest. “Especially with me. I can’t have people think I’m lugging around a dead body as company.”

♕ —- Rose glanced up from her crochet project before she tapped her phone screen to see what time it was. She set down her yarn and needle before she rubbed her lower back. “You’re at the hospital pretty late,” she said, “anything I can help with or are you looking for a particular healer?”

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“I see I’m not the only one here far too late,” Scorpius mused with a grin. He plopped in the seat next to her. His googles he frequently used for work here on his head, pushing his hair back, releasing the bags under his eyes. “When are you off, darling?”

Vincent didn’t realise that Scorpius was speaking to him at first and barely looked up as the blonde approached. As the Malfoy continued to tease he smirked but continued to act as if he wasn’t paying him much attention. “I know you aren’t talking to me Scorpius because there is nothing about me that can be described as ghastly. Gorgeous sure, perfection will always work too. Ghastly though? You must have been sat too close to your boyfriend if it was a ghastly personality you were sensing.” He was only teasing, Jackson was always an easy target. Finally looking up, a wide smile on his face Vincent winked. “Or you could just tell me that you’ve missed me, that would have worked too.”

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Scorpius placed his hands on his hips as Vincent didn’t react at all. He cocked his head to the side at the other’s words, a smile on his lips. “Well, you are awfully pretty,” he mused, “But so was Lucifer and we all know how that story played out,” he teased. He rolled his eyes, “You two are both cranky and that’s why I like you both.” The blond grinned, “That would be too easy. It is nice to see you again, though.”

“I think this got delivered to me by mistake. It has your name on it.”

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Dylan was leaning against the nurse’s station as he finished up a few notes, mostly trying to flirt and charm his way to a cleared schedule with no question, when he saw someone approach out of the corner of his eye. He let out a breath, “Please tell me no one’s dying.”

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Scorpius snorted at the other’s reply, “Wow, you are such a caring healer,” he mused with a grin. “I bet someone dying would ruin your day of office hookups, hm? But, I’m not here to bring bad news. I’m here to tell you that the brunch place down the block as bottomless sangrias and we have to go.”