#bazxsimon

He's constantly drawing you in. And you're constantly stepping too close. And you know it's not good--that there is no good--that there's absolutely nothing that can ever come of it.

But you do it anyway. 

And then...

Well. Then you burn.

BazBazBazSconesBazBazBaz- Snowbaz oneshot

Where it’s the middle of the night, and Simon wants two things. 1. To talk to Baz. 2. Scones of course! 

~*~

“Bazbazbazbazbazbaz-”

Baz groaned, and Simon stopped shaking him. “Waswrong” He muttered, shifting closer to Simon. He lazily threw an arm around Simon, a sleepy protective gesture. Brushing hair of Baz’s brow, Simon responded, “Nothing, Love.” Lying back down, he wrapped his arms around Baz. Baz murmured something incomprehensible, and tucked his head under Simon’s chin. He smiled, momentarily satisfied. The Baz started to fall asleep again.

Simon started shaking him again.

“Bazbazbazbazbazbazbaz-”

Baz rolled away. “WhadoyouwantSnow.”

For you not to go to sleep and leave me awake alone. Was his first thought.

Some scones. Was his second.

I know we all love, live and breathe for chapter 61, but what I really love about it (maybe as much as “And then he kisses me.”) is that in the spanish version it says:

“Estás tan lleno de vida, Simon Snow.

La mía ya es tuya.”

Which literally translates to

“You’re so full of life, Simon Snow.

Mine is already yours.”

A/N: This is an idea I got from a drawing @snowbaz-lover made, thank you so much for all your ideas. I meant to put this yesterday but I forgot sorry.Enjoy!

Simon

"Baz, Baz, Baz, Baz, Baz. Snazzy Bazzy" I was bored so of course the only solution was to annoy Baz a skill I had developed in our first year at Watford, I continued to poke him finally earning a reaction as he rolled his eyes looking away from his book "What is it Snow?" he asks a hint of his old sneer playing on his lips. I smile triumphantly "I'm bored," I say, he raises an eyebrow as if asking what he was supposed to do about it "Can we go get scones?" Yesterday I had eaten the last few so now we didn't have any to eat at tea time and I really wanted to get out of the house so, in my opinion, it was a great idea, Baz, on the other hand, didn't seem too thrilled as he sighed marking his page and putting his book down to get his stuff before we left "Thank you!" I yelled as he walked down the hall, sure annoying Baz was one of my favourite past times but I always felt bad once it was over.

When Baz came down he had changed shirts and put his hair in a bun something he had picked up from Penny "You ready?" he asked I nodded, I never took anything anywhere I was too clumsy and would probably lose it.

The café was close so we decided to walk taking cutting through the park. When we got there, as usual, there was no queue and Lisa the barista greeted us with a smile "The usual?" she asked her peppy personality showing in her voice "And a cinnamon roll please" Baz answered, he seemed to love those almost as much as I loved scones but he doesn't eat them as much saying 'it's unhealthy Sow' I used to retort with 'so is smoking Basilton' but he quit so I just ignored him. We got out goods to take away and started walking back home.

As we were walking back through the park I noticed something rustling in the bushes now usually I would have ignored it but then I heard a whimper meaning whatever it was it was probably hurt, I know Baz had heard it too with his vampire senses and all "Snow!" Baz yelled as I crouched down to see what it was, he was looking at me like I was a mad man "We have to help it Baz we can't just leave it out here" I answered he was still hesitant but took the bag of scones anyway so I could investigate what it was.

I moved some branches out of the way and upon hearing a soft 'meow' I found a tuft of ginger fur, picking up the animal I saw that it seemed to have a sort of disfigured jaw and crossed eyes "It's a kitty" I said turning around for Baz to see the adorable animal in my hands curled up like this it was barely the size of my palm. "its jaw is broken" Baz remarked as he stared at the creature as if it were a piece of vermin, I glared at him "We have to help it Baz stop looking at it like that, just because it's dirty and a little broken doesn't mean we should leave it out here to starve" I was sporting a pout and when I saw Baz's eyes softened I knew I had won him over.

I carried the cat home and Baz brought along the precious scones and his cinnamon bun. Once inside Baz cast healing spells on the cat giving me a weary looks as he knew I still felt uncomfortable around Magik but for the sake of the kitty I shrugged it off after the cat was restored to full health I took into the bathroom to clean it (as much as I was willing to stand the Magik Baz wouldn't let me and I didn't want to leave).

I MISS SIMON AND BAZ AND PENNY and maybe Agatha AND I LITERALLY FINISHED RE READING IT YESTERDAY, AND ITS NOT EVEN THE FIRST TIME THIS WEEK