#aribluedreams

“She’s been following me all week because she thinks it was me.”

“I have nothing to do with it, my love.”

You looked at him with your arms crossed, standing in front of him. The situation had actually amused you, until your neighbor started blaming you and your younger brother, who in some way were sometimes responsible for these kinds of things. No wonder he liked Jess so much. Jess, who was staring at you from his spot on the couch, manspreading, with a smile on his lips that clearly showed he was guilty. But he’d never admit it, just continuing with his plan to piss you off because to him, you looked cute that way. And in a way, his plan to distract you worked, because your eyes kept drifting to his posture more than once, scolding yourself for being so weak around him.

“I didn’t even know how she can talk so much.” You continued your rant without looking at him, pacing back and forth. “First, she thought it was magic, that someone used it to cast God knows what spell. Then she thought it suddenly came to life and left the front yard because he couldn’t stand her anymore. I don’t blame him if that were the case. And then she thought it was me, and in the end… Jess Mariano, where the hell is the damn gnome!?”

Jess couldn’t help but laugh at the way you managed to say fifty words in one second without breathing. You had told him all the neighbor’s wild theories, as well as your own thoughts, and in the end, you just came to the conclusion that it was him. Obviously it was him, and now he was enjoying it because seeing you like this was almost pleasurable for him and his adoration for you.

The same adoration that led him to stretch his arm while talking, grabbing your wrist to pull you onto him. Onto his lap, more specifically. On one of his legs, slightly sideways so he could see your face, which he held by the chin with just one hand, almost forcing you to keep your eyes on him. And it was too late before you realized it had worked perfectly, instantly.

That was the effect he had on you.

“Breathe, angel,” the boy said with a mischievous smile.

“It was you, wasn’t it?”

“You know me well.” He smirked, leaning toward you. “Let's make a deal. If I tell you where it is... what do I get?”

“That my neighbor won’t kill your adorable girlfriend?”

“And what else?”

“What else do you want!?” you pretended to be offended, feeling your boyfriend’s free hand gently squeeze your waist. “Okay, fine. If you tell me where you hid it, I’ll let you kiss me the entire time we’re here together.”

“I don’t need anything else.” He didn’t even hesitate. “I buried it in the backyard of her house.”

“Jess!”

You were disappointed.

But not surprised.

“What!?” he defended himself, laughing. “That gnome looks diabolical!”

“Pierpont is not diabolical!”

Pierpont looked, in fact, diabolical.

Simple things like giving kisses around your face, randomly pecking the skin just because he likes to hear you giggle, not missing a single spot. Kissing your lips when you pass next to him, stopping you just so he can do it properly, not caring if you left your friends talking by themselves. Or, the one you liked the most, hugging you from behind before kissing your neck in the most innapropiate way infront of his own friends.

“Mattheo, you did not”

“I think I just did”

He’s proud of giving you a hickey from eveyone to see.

Tom Riddle.

Quality time.

Tom isn’t a man of much words. He is simple, calm, and doesn’t like to show his personal life to anyone. So, it’s normal to think he would go for something more chill compare to his brother. You had to admit too, that he surprise you considering you though he wasn’t that type of person.

You were wrong.

He is. He wasn’t his father, he could feel the same way his brother did. Which means that, even if he doesn’t show it that openly, he still likes to have you near him in everyway possible. That includes most of the time, having you sitting on his lap while he studies. You didn’t have to do anything, just sit there, look pretty, and if you wanted to, massage his neck while he reads over his notes at his desk.

He might not look like it, but he always have time for you. He always makes time for you. It doesn’t matter if he is reading, if he is studying, if he is talking to someone. He will not hesitate in opening his arm to let you in them, continuing with what he was doing like nothing happened, becuase he knows you want that too.

He was content with that, you were happy with it.

You both didn’t need anything else.

“Tom…”

“Yes darling, you can sit on my lap while I study”

Theodore Nott.

Physical touch.

I think Theo is also a fan of physical touch, but with more simple things like kissing you slowly, holding your hand, or just hugging you by the waist when he has you right next to him. He is a bit more private, adoring when you lay down with him on bed. When he can cuddle you, hiding in your chest with a sigh of content after a long day, hugging your stomach properly while feeling your hands running through his hair gently.

He loves that.

Just as much as he loves giving you back rubs. His hand on the skin of your back, softly going up and down with no other intentions. Massaging the zone from time to time, doing it without thinking, just naturally putting his hand on you and not letting you go for a long time. Your back is one of his favourite places to touch, kiss, and sometimes even lay down on it.

“You really know how to move your fingers” you whisper against his chest before hearing him chuckle “For massages, you perv!”

Regulus Black.

Acts of service.

Your boyfriend enjoys the simple things in life. He didn’t need to be doing extravagant things all the time, nor did he need to show everyone what he was doing. That means he shows just how much he loves you by little acts like helping you with your homework or sort out your books back in you shelves when he notices you left them all scaterred around the room.

You found him a couple of times reading said book too, mostly while cooking dinner, another gesture he always does for you. He didn’t hear you enter, to into the words to notice, allowing you to admire him from the entrance of the kitchen, noticing all those little things you love about him. How he was reading your favourite book, how he was cooking the meal you told him you were craving a couple of days ago, and even the drink you run out yesterday now was resting on the table, indicating he went out of his way to get one for you.

“I can’t believe you went downtown to get this”

“Anything for my favourite lady”

Lorenzo Berkshire.

Words of affirmation.

Lorenzo has you on cloud nine everytime he opens his mouth. He was a reather sweet guy when it comes to you, so it’s no surprise that he always has a compliment to throw your way. He likes saying how good you look that day, how much a color stand your eyes out, or silly compliments here and then.

But especially, he likes telling you how much he loves you everyday of his life. If you don’t hear that at least once, you will know you lost Enzo forever. He appreciates you, likes you, loves you, and adores you all at the same time. And he always let that know to his whole world. You.

“I love you” He almost screams at you from the other side of the hallway “I’m not leaving until you say it back!”

Blaise Zabini.

Gift giving.

He was never into gifting things to others. He felt like it wasn’t necessary to show you care in such an extravagant way. But something in him changed when he saw your whole face light up when he gave you some flowers for Valentines day. And he understood why you loved them so much because you admited to him that it was the first time you ever recieved something like that.

He was a little shocked to be honest. He didn’t understand how no one ever gifted you some flowers, at least for your birthday. So, when he realice you loved them so much, he made it his misión to give you one bouquete every week. Roses, margaritas, lillies, anything you like, you’ll have.

“A rose for another rose”

“You are so cheesy Zabini”

Theodore spoke before you could even think about it.

Draco Malfoy.

Gift Giving.

Like Blaise, he also loves giving you things. But he does do it in a more extravagant way than his friend. He doesn’t just give you flowers, he also goes out of his way to buy you the most expensive jewerly you have ever seen. Sometimes you even feel bad for accepting such an expensive gift, but he doesn’t really take a no for an answer in those things.

His mother always told him he should treat his girlfriend –wife someday- as if she was a queen. As if she was the only woman in the whole world. And he took that to heart, because out of all the things he does for you, he loves giving you gifts for no reason at all. Just because he likes to see you smile when you recieve the.

“Draco, this is too much” too expensive.

Mattheo Riddle

Putt he cigarrette down when you are near him.

Even if you yourself smoke or not, he tends to move the cig away from you. It’s like he has that as a muscle memory, keeping it away from you even if you told him hundreds of time that you didn’t mind it. But he just never listen, smiling when you tell him it’s okay, before putting it down even after lighting it up just a second ago.

He just doesn’t like the idea of the smoke getting near you, always blowing it out as far away from you as he can. It’s a habit he picked up right when he started dating you, and you though he might end up quitting it just for that. He will most likely throw it away and step on it before you can reach him, making sure not even the smell stays on him. And for that, you kinda like him even more than before. It’s something that your mind likes so much, making you think he looks extra hot when he does it.

“You didn’t have to put it down, Matty”

“But I wanted to”

And that’s all you need to hear to know.

Tom Riddle.

Opening doors for you.

Tom tends to open every single door for you. The great hall, your own room, the classroom, the car, or any entrance you could think of. He opens them for you, moving a little to the side to let you in first, before entering himself and closing it behind his body.

He doesn’t care if there is people behind him trying to enter, they can do it themselves. To him, the only one with that privilege it’s you. Like many things, actually, you are the only one who gets to see and experiment his good side.

And you love it.

“Tom for fuck sake!”

Mattheo after Tom closed the door on his face.

Theodore Nott

When he manspread.

You find it so attractive for some reason you still can’t understand very well. It’s not even something intentional most of the times. He is just there, sitting while talking to his friends like normally, minding his own bussiness. But his legs are open, his hands are resting on his thighs and his watch is shinning on his wrist. And your eyes can’t seem to look away from him.

He probably knows you like it tho. It was easy to tell because sometimes he pats his thighs while being in that possition, indicanting you could come and sit on his lap if that’s what you wish for. Sometimes, he even let you sit in between his legs, on the floor while he stays on the sofa, your head against his thigh and his hand running his fingers through your hair while talking to someone else.

It was like your little thing that you love.

“Isn’t more fun to sit on my lap than just stare at me, tesoro?”

Regulus Black

When he reads for you.

You found out a long time ago that you like Regulus voice a lot. And when you say a lot, it menas a lot. Maybe because it has something that relaxs every single part of you everytime you hear it. Or maybe, it’s because he doesn’t really talk much in a normal day, making you miss his voice from time to time.

That’s why you enjoy so much when he speaks than much, reading outloud to you while you lay down on his lap. Your cheek against his thigh, his free hand massaging your stomach like he knows you like it, and a little smile in both of your lips. You could be hours there, listening to him and only him, looking his way like nothing else matter to you than him.

“You sure you are not bored?”

“Of hearing you talk?” you smiled at him “Never”

Never in a million years.

Lorenzo Berkshire.

Running his fingers through yout hair.

Lorenzo was a very cuddly person. He likes to be hugging you most of the time, resting his chin against your shoulder, or just holding your hand just because.But the thing he does the most and that you find extremelly attractive for some reason, it’s when he runs his fingers through your hair. Soft moves, always making sure to not hurt you, sometimes making a little braid or two. Probably when he is too caught up talking to you that he ends up braiding your hair after forgetting his sorroundings.

“Your hair is so soft”

“I know Lorenzo” you smile at his words anyway “You tell me that everytime you touch it”

Blaise Zabini.

Making you laugh.

A lot of people told you at least once in your life that your standars must be pretty low if the thing you like the most about him is how he makes you laugh. But you always strike back, saying that they just don’t get what you are actually refering to.

You love when Blaise lights up your whole mood with just a few jokes here and there. He has that easy way to talk to you about pretty much everything, always making sure to hear your little giggles at least once a day. He also has a lot of gossip, which means you won’t never get bored with him.

“You won’t believe what I just heard!”

“Blaise” you giggle at his excitment “Where you spying on Snape again?”

Draco Malfoy.

Him using rings.

Draco tends to use a lot of jewerly on his hands, sometimes on his neck. There was one or two necklaces falling from his neck, and at least three rings on each hand. The family one with an M on the center, another one with a skull form, and some random ones that he got over the years.

All expensive, all silver, all too pretty on his fingers.

Especially the one you gifted him for Christmas two years ago. A simple black band that means a lot to both of you, and something he always wears no matter what. He looks good with it, and he know you think that considering you are always tracing it everytime his hand is on yours. Actually, he is probably looking for one similar to it so you can have one too.

“I’m surprise you used this one…”

“You gifted it to me” he said softly “Why wouldn’ t I use it?”

“Excuse me…” but her attitude was much friendlier than they expected. “I’m looking for…”

“It can’t be.”

Her sentence was interrupted by another voice, this time a male one, making her forget about the mother and daughter pair and focus on him. She turned her body to face the guy she had been looking for since arriving in this little town twenty minutes ago. The same guy who made her drop the bag hanging from her shoulder, before taking a couple of steps forward and throwing herself into Jess Mariano’s arms.

Neither of them noticed at first, but their actions made the whole place fall into silence. Her daring act of doing something like that, and his, because he ended up returning the embrace without a problem. As if he knew the touch of the girl he pulled against his chest, listening to her laugh with ease.

“What did I miss?”

The Gilmore girls didn’t know how to respond to Luke’s question, simply watching the pair as if they couldn’t believe it. Never, in their whole lives, did they think they’d see Jess Mariano this carefree. Hugging someone he seemed to know really well, smiling as if he truly meant it, and allowing someone to touch him beyond just a shoulder. Or even worse, seeing him gently cupping the girl’s cheeks before kissing her lips as if he didn’t care that they were in the middle of the café.

They would be the talk of Stars Hollow for days.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Jess said when they pulled away, still keeping his forehead against hers. “How? When? Why? What?”

“Wanna finish any of your questions, babe?” she said playfully.

“Yeah, well… you surprise me.”

That was the first time they’d ever seen Jess so… flustered.

“I just thought it was time to visit my boyfriend,” she laughed softly, leaning against his chest. “I missed you so much, and I thought, why not?”

“The best decision you ever made.”

Tom Riddle

When you get mad:

To be honest, you didn’t really get mad that much. It was in rare ocassions or something really important because in general you were a chill person that didn’t care much about what others think about you. So it was weird for you to even raise your voice at people.

Except, of course, if they are talking about your boyfriend. Yeah, Tom was a sadistic prick most of the time with those who deserved it. (And with those who don't too) You knew he won’t hesitate to hex someone, specially if they are looking at you for more than two seconds in the wrong way. So, naturally, you were as protective of him as he was of you, normally making people cry with just a few words.

Different to Tom who used his wand, you went straight to the words. And how much he enjoys that. He just think you are the most attractive creature in the whole world –magical and non magical- just for being mean to someone else. Even if they deserved it or no. He just liked hearing your voice, elegantly shutting down someone else.

“That was the most attractive thing my eyes have ever seen… and I see you everday, love”

And he’ve never hesitated to tell you it.

Theodore Nott

When you speak in italian.

Theo was a little surprise when he realice your learnt italian just for him. You were always catching some phrases here and then, and with some books help, you manage to understand more than you will ever imagine. But this time he notice that you weren’t just cassualy learning it, but more like you were really taking your time to translate something else other than his curses.

That’s why he was so surprise when he heard you actually speaking it. The first time he heard you? Oh boy, he was in heaven. Yeah, you have a little accent impossible to avoid, and some words were a bit rusty. But he didn’t mind. He loved it. He even looked at you in silence for a whole moment, making you ask yourself if you said something really bad. Honestly, you woulnd’t be surprise because you’ve been practicing some words with Mattheo and you ended up cursing him withouth him even knowing. But no, your boyfriend’ silence came from the fact that he was shocked. Something he let you know when he smirked like he won the lottery, asking you to say something else in his native language just for him.

You might not be allow to speak english ever again.

“Are you trying to kill me or something, tesoro?” he lean in for a deep kiss “Because it’s working”

It was working better than any curse.

*Tesoro: My treasure”

Regulus Black

When you sleep on his bed.

Regulus knew you have troubles sleeping sometimes, for not saying most of the nights. It was kinda hard for you to close your eyes and relax when there was no one next to you, him to be more specific. There has to be lights on, meaning the plastic stars glued to your ceiling -a gift from him-, so you could rest at night when he wasn’t there.

But even like that sometimes you just couldn’t manage to rest properly. Thats why you sneak around the hallways to get to his dorms, getting under the blankets to lay down next to him, hugging him from behind to feel his presence there with you.

Sometimes, you even go there when he isn’t in the room, covering your body with the blankets and inhaling the perfume on his pillow. One that he didn’t tell you, but it was him who sprayed it with his cologne almost every day for you to be able to feel him there even if he wasn’t physically.

The image he loves the most is when he comes back from quiddicht practice, just to find you hugging said pillow, sleeping like you normally can’t just because you feel him near you with just that smell.

“Reg?”

“I’m here, pretty” he tossed his jumper to the side “Keep sleeping, I’m right here”

He was, indeed, right next to you.

Blaise Zabini.

When you maintain his eye contact.

You weren’t really shy when it came to him. You were confortable around Blaise, enough to do a lot of things you would never do with someone else. And that includes not giving in when he helds eye contact with you.

And he likes that. He likes how you keep looking at him after you caught him staring right at you, offering him a little smile of fake innocence. As if you didn’t just melt him with just that gesture. As if you weren’t aware of what you did to him with just a simple look at your eyes.

“Blaise, are you with us, mate?”

“Not now, Malfoy. I’m having a staring contest”

One he wasn’t planning on loosing.

Draco Malfoy.

When you wear heels.

Draco comes from a family that is used to have elegant parties at least once a month. It’s not something new to anyone, even less for you. But, to tell the truth, it was something you had to get used to when you started dating him. The fancy dishes, the stares, the expensive dresses.

And the heels, of course.

You weren’t used to wear them until he bought you your first pair of heels. He did it because he saw you looking at them at Hogsmade, thinking you would want to have them for the next gala. But in the end, he fooled himself considering he just had to see you, ending up mesmerized by just how good you walk in them. It was like he fall in love all over again the first time he saw you using his gift.

“I think you hae a little drool over there”