'I want you to watch'
You watched as he lifted a box from a high shelf on the floor above you, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up revealing his toned and freckled arms, the muscles flexing under the weight of the Weasley products in the box. His top button was undone and his tie was hanging loosely around his neck, giving you a delicious view of the base of his throat, you wondered how it would feel to run your tongue along that part of his neck, while his hands gripped your thighs. He was one half of the Gryffindor team's beater duo when you were in highschool. And by God did it do wonders for him growing up, you'd had a crush on him since second year and he had asked you out in third year. Being friends for so many years, you were scared that dating him would ruin what you had so you denied him. This just made him more determined to make you admit your feelings for him. Once again gazing at the hard working man, your thoughts drifted back to his strong hands and what you thought they would be capable of.
He could feel your gaze on him, he couldn't believe that you wouldn't go out with him still, seven years was a long time to wait, but he didn't mind. Tension had been rising between you for quite some time, it was only a matter of 'when' you both would snap. He had feelings for you - he had made that perfectly clear and he knew you had feelings for him, you just refused to say 'yes' to him. He remained unperturbed though, asking you at least once every year since you were Fourteen, and now he hoped you would finally say yes at Twenty-one. Noticing you hadn't blinked in a little bit he decided to flex a his arms a little as he lifted his hand to run it through his already ruffled ginger hair, he could see a shift in your breathing as he did so, a cheeky smile creeped onto his face and he leaned over the railing to peer down at you.
"Are you getting a good look Y/n?" Fred's smirk-laced voice cut through your thoughts, he was leaning his elbows on the railing with his hands clasped over the edge while maintaining searing eye contact with you, making you blush and turn your gaze towards the shelf to the right of the counter you were leaning against. You brought your arms up to shield your face from the unbelievable man above you, only to hear him chuckle. You refused to look back at him just knowing he was still looking at you made the blush come back twice as furiously as the first, your ears burning and your face hot.
"Fred can you hurry up? We are gonna be late for dinner!" George shouted up at his twin from his new spot beside you. 'Oh yeah,' you thought to yourself. You weren't just hanging about Weasley's Wizard Wheezes to watch your best-friends work, you had met them there to go for dinner. The twins had just bought Zonko's Joke shop in Hogsmeade to franchise their business further than Diagon Alley and wanted everyone to go for dinner to celebrate. They had chosen a muggle restaurant in London not too far from the front entrance of The Leaky Cauldron. With a sigh, George leant against the counter you were leaning against and looked at you, a comfortable silence fell between you both as you waited for Fred, George had to just break that silence.
"He loves you y'know?" George said quietly, a gentle smile on his face and his hands in his trousers pockets. You tutted and blushed a little at his words, standing up straight to look at him.
"No he doesn't, he loves the chase. I know him as well as you do George." you replied incredulously, rolling your eyes and pulling your coat on.
George leaned into your ear, his warm breath fanning over your neck and ear, if this was Fred, goosebumps would spread from the contact, "Then why hasn't he chased anyone else since you said no all those years ago?" Pulling back, he gave you a knowing look and a wink, causing yet another blush to claw its way up your chest. You hit him in the chest and brushed it off with a laugh as Fred came down the stairs, his eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"What are you two laughing at? Come on let's go!" Fred chuckled and walked past the two of you and out the front door. You followed and waited while he and George placed protective charms over the shop and carried on down the alley oh-so familiar to you all. Shivering, you looped your arm through Fred's and he smiled down at you.
