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Scorpius H Malfoy ([personal profile] themalfoyboy) wrote in [community profile] volumetwo 2014-10-15 11:28 pm (UTC)

Well....

Well shit.

Scorpius's eyes go a little wide, and his jaw could hit the floor. His chest is so tight it feels like his veins are tangled, and it's suddenly so warm there, near the stove, near James, that he's afraid he might catch fire. His stomach plummets. All of this, everything James says, it sure sounds like a bigger confession than the I love you he said earlier.

His cheeks burn. He keeps James up at night? James gets jealous thinking of him? He mixes James up?

Slowly, Scorpius takes a step back, then another, and sinks into the nearest chair, holding the arm rest for support. He's never been in anything this serious, and frankly, he isn't sure what he could say to alleviate any of James's nonsensical fears. He thinks about James, too, after all. About James at work. With girls. Coming to realize whatever he had with Scorpius was just curiosity.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he scoffed. "Well, thanks, now I'm scared."

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