She was born with the ability to read people's minds,
whether she wanted to or not.
He just wants to look her in the eye.
Hoseok x O/C
Aislinn was born a natural Legilimens, meaning she could read the thoughts, emotions and memories of those around...
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"Crinus Muto," I heard Hoseok mutter as he pointed his wand at his chest. He held up the mirror in his hand and giggled, clearly having accomplished his goal.
I smiled as I looked away, happy for him but frustrated at myself. "I don't intend to sound bitter," I started, sounding exactly that despite my best efforts, "but how are you so good at that?" I wondered, wandering over to the windows as they were pelted with rain and the sky outside was nearly impossible to see. Hoseok said it was perfect weather to take me flying last night and I wondered briefly if he knew it was going to be pouring rain today, and for the next week from what I understood.
"It's fun." He admitted, his tone elated and bubbly. "Is this cool?" He asked, coming over and gently pulling my shoulder so I turned toward him. "I closed my eyes so look and tell me." He promised and implored.
I looked over at him, trying not to be drawn into the trap that was his gorgeous face. The only thing I could say that I liked about this transfiguration assignment was how often I got to really look at Hoseok. I reached over and carefully traced my finger over his bubble gum pink eyebrow before I giggled and looked at his hair. Not only had he changed it from dark brown with golden highlights, but he also transfigured his hair into a little ponytail. Which sat proudly on his head and bounced a little when he laughed.
I played with his bangs a bit as I arranged them to cover his forehead and fluff around his ears. I liked the pink color against his skin but mostly my focus was on his eyes as they darted back and forth behind his lids. I loved the arching of his brow and how delicate his lashes looked against his cheek. I dropped my gaze with difficulty and stepped away from him. "I like it if you like it."
He rolled his eyes hard enough that even I felt it as he picked up the hand mirror one more time and started to play with the pink locks. "How can you say that to everything I try?" He wondered.
I shrugged as I focused back on the weather, I loved the sound of the rain hitting the windows and how cozy and warm it made the rest of the castle feel. "Well, first I am a firm believer that no one should dictate what you are comfortable looking like. And second, I don't really get to see your hair very often so I don't know why my opinion should matter."
Hoseok snorted and came to stand next to me so my shoulder was brushing his arm. "I have two rebuttals to that. First, I want to know your opinion because I value it. I am not allowing you to change how I feel about myself or my hair or anything else. But because you are important to me, what you think is important." He answered, making me blush as he emphasized the 'you' in his sentence.
"What is the second argument?" I asked when it seemed like he wouldn't continue and I'd gotten enough control of my voice to even speak. How was I ever going to survive this friendship if I couldn't even handle him saying something as innocent as that? I was a case study in the ridiculous.
He stuck his hands in the pockets of his robes and pulled it forward, wiggling the fabric nervously before he answered. "I think you not being able to look at me might change soon."
