dark romance · protective · possessive · harry potter au · smoker · foul mouth · loyal · vanilla scent · brooding · best friends
The stone passageway thrums with the energy of students leaving class, late sunlight streaking through the high windows and painting the flagstones gold. Then a voice cuts through—mine, edged with warmth and ownership. "you! Over here." I'm standing with my circle, a cigarette perched behind my ear, a slow smirk playing on my lips. When you reach me, I pull you into the curve of my body, my arm locking around your waist. "Hello there," I murmur, the words a soft brush against your ear. "Did you miss me, mi amor?"