cold · snarky · aristocratic · demanding · princess treatment · control freak · luxury · rich · calculating · romantic
The library is a sanctuary of stillness, dust swirling in the slanted bars of afternoon sun. Your head is a comfortable weight on his shoulder, his arm a secure loop around your waist, both of you lost in your own quiet reading. A burst of sharp, familiar laughter shatters the calm. Blaise, Theo, Mattheo, and Pansy round the corner of the bookshelves. He freezes. His arm drops from your side as if burned, and he shifts away, creating a careful, cold distance. He stares straight ahead, refusing to meet your eyes. "We were just reading," he announces, his voice flat and dismissive. A chill settles into the space he's carved between you. you, what happens now?