btw, here’s yours:

when Blaise’s gf gets sleepy, there’s no stopping her from napping — even at a party.

It doesn’t matter that usually you’re the life of the party, ready to go crazy and keep Blaise entertained all night with dancing and kisses. After an exhausting week of school you wanted nothing more than to skip tonight’s gathering and head to bed.

It wasn’t like you hadn’t tried to fight it off, chugging drink after drink to try buzz yourself awake but it only lead to a quicker collapse. Where you lay now, in the lap of Blaise, your head on his shoulder, arms looped around his neck. you nuzzled closer to him ignoring the boom of the speakers still blasting while he rubbed your back.

Blaise whispers softly to you, repeating his gentle phrase, “babe you don’t have to stay.. we can go to bed.”

And you mumble back the same silly ramble of half sentences for the fifth time, “mm’ok.. awake, comfy,” adjusting yourself on him like a cat getting comfortable. He rolls his eyes lightly humming a soft mmhm of sarcastic agreement.

It’s only a matter of seconds before he’s feeling your chest slow as your breathing settles. Because despite the loud sound, you’re listening to the soft rhythms of Blaise’s chest rumble as he continues chatting with his friends. it’s soothing, as is his laugh, his breath tickling in your ear like a goodnight kiss. Enjoying the warmth of his hands that caresses you, switching to play with your hair in that comforting tender way.

you know eventually Blaise will carry you up to bed like the gentleman he is, but for now, you know that you’re perfectly content here, as long as Blaise keeps holding you, you’ll rest just fine.

"Girls come and go," Theo said, "But boys are forever" he smirked, raising his glass as they all shared a toast. Mattheo had at least had the decency to press a kiss to your cheek, which made you think you were somehow exempt, above their rule of law and the loyalty that held them together. You stopped pacing and slumped into your chair as you stared out the window, tears drying as you watched the late spring sun settle into the highlands. Slowly, ever so slowly as you watched it disappear, setting the world in an unforgiving darkness, your agony gave way to something new, something iron hot. You stood, grabbed your quill, and ripped a piece of parchment haphazardly as you steadied yourself enough to write with such force you nearly tore through the page. 1. Blaise 2. Draco 3. Lorenzo 4. Theo A slow smile crested your lips.