Technicolors || Oliver & Cass
The thought of being at this place felt like torture when it first came about. The act of rebelling and doing his best to stay in the negative spotlight was all heād dwelled on for a while. But as he came through the fireplace into the Ravenclaw dorm he breathed a breath that felt so free he swore heād downed a little too much of his potion. But still that notioned remained. Itād been a while since heād felt it. Not since his loft in New York. Home. The smile tugged at his lips as he took in the room and found a familiar face, waiting to greet him. Even if it was still in his own sassy way.Ā āHello, Currrrrrr.ā He rolled his rās as the cat came and rubbed up and through his legs and Cass bent down to scratch between his ears and soothe down the soft, thick fun that coated his body. The blond laughed softly as the cat in turn started bobbing around his ankles and hands, soaking up as much affection as possible.Ā
After a few moments, heād shooād the little creature and shuffled his bags into the corner of the room. A shattered phone, wand and vial in stow and he was ready to go. While he wanted to unpack and see what he still needed to get done for the week, there was a certain Lion that was needing of a hug and Cassio missed him more than heād thought he could. A quick once over in the mirror above the fireplace and the Raven was headed through the house and out for Lion territory. Heād have to make sure he stopped to see Apollo at some point today. At least leave a note for him, whether he was with Isaac or not Cass couldnāt say. It wasnāt like he could just pick up his cell and ask. No that last failed vault was unkind to the only piece of technology he bothered with. It wasnāt any matter, he was back and on his way to Ollie. Everything else could be dealt with after.Ā
The smells from inside Gryffindor were far less sterile in nature than that of Ravenclaw. Heād often wondered why he hadnāt been placed in this house but those were always short lived, as the vial in his pocket shifted against his leg he was reminded of the very reason why. A heavy exhale and he was into the common area and then the kitchen. There wasnāt hide nor hair of him yet. Which meant it was either early enough for him to still be sleeping or ... or he was trying to get Apollo to go and do something with him later. It was admirable, Oliverās ambitions of befriending Apollo Maddox. That was a feat in itself but something told him if anyone was going to be able to attempt it, itād be Oliver.Ā
āOliver?ā Cass called as he came up to the door of his boyfriendās dorm. The blond pressed his face into the door crack and started to hum beautiful dreamer while he slipped out his wand to magic the door open. His voice grew soft a she continued to sing. And he was not disappointed by what came into view. A head of messy hair falling over a soft, still sleeping face of his Lion.Ā āStarlight and dew drops,ā Cass closed the door behind him and slowly, quietly made his way over to the bed to join Oliver in bed. His hand slid up the blankets and slowly started to climb in.Ā āAre awaiting thee.ā His tone softened more as he started to hum again and let his arm slide across Oliverās body.
He felt so warm, smelled so good.Ā āLed by the moonlight.ā He whispered, kissing the otherās temple and he shifted himself into a more comfortable position against the otherās body.Ā āHave all passed away.ā His lips crept down as he kissed the otherās face and nuzzled himself as close as humanly possible.Ā āWake up sleepy head.ā He cooed, trying to remain as soft and calm as he possibly could but his excitement to be with his Lion was starting to get out of his hands.Ā āOliver.ā He called again, placing a soft kiss on his slightly pouty lips.Ā āI raced back first thing just to talk you out of classes for today.ā He teased, but only just that had been the plan after heād gotten him awake anyway.Ā Ā
















