#potkins

They're both sitting in potions. Albus relaxing since he's already far ahead and Karl focusing on studying for their next exam. Albus had gotten to the point where he was comfortable with his name. Him and his father reconciled, and albus having gained his own sense of worth outside of his family name. So as albus watches his crush flick through the pages of his text book he gets an idea, Digging through his bag, grabbing his quill, and pulling Karl's arm closer to him. Before Karl can say anything albus dips his quill in ink, and with a smirk on his lips he starts writing on his arm. Karl- who's completely confused at this point just sits there, used to the random urge to draw on him that albus gets sometimes. Karl spaces out for a moment, not thinking about the lines being drawn on him until his partner stops and pulls away. looking down he expects to see a little doodle or mabye some insult or joke, Only to see albus's name written along his wrist. Karl looks up and sees albus's prideful expression as leans closer to him before saying-

"There, now you have the better potter's signature."

Albus:*eating a snack in bed*

Karl:...are you eating cabbage with pepper?

Albus:yea..*drinks Dr pepper diet)

Karl:...what the fuck-

Albus:do you have a PROBLEM

Karl:yea why is this your dinner we have food!

Albus:but thats downstairs!

Karl:SO!?

Albus: going down the stairs and up makes me tired..

Karl:so your a biggie?

Albus:IM A GROWN MAN!

Karl:IT DOESNT LOOK GOOD.

Albus:TRY IT

Karl:FINE! *eats it*...THAT TASTES LIKE SHIT.

Albus:GET ON THAT FUCKING COUCH

Karl:I PAY THE BILL-

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