"Shutup Fred I promise you'll be fine." you told him.
"I'm scared!" he bit his fingernails anxiously.
"Well stop being scared, then."
"What if it hurts??"
"It probably will?"
"That doesn't reassure me." he looked up at you.
"It'll take like 5 seconds, Frederick."
"What if it bleeds?"
"It doesn't bleed."
"What if I get a infection?"
"That doesn't happen."
"I might have a allergic reaction!!"
"You won't."
"But i'm nervous." he looked at you with puppy dog eyes.
"Babe. You're gonna be okay. Now lift your arm up." you instructed.
"🥺"
"We do this every two weeks, please just lift your arm up, Freddie."
He hesitated, but obeyed and lifted his right arm in the air. You grabbed the popsicle stick and dipped it in the hot wax, grabbing a big glob. Fred rubbed a small amount of baby-powder on his armpit and you spread the purple hard wax on his hairy armpit.
"It's hot." he whined.
"Would you rather have hairy armpits?" you asked.
"....no"
"Okay... take a deep breath."
He obliged, and you quickly ripped the wax off in the direction it grew.
"OW FUCK!"
"good boy. Next arm."
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a collection of fred weasley
Fanfictionas many of you know I recently unpublished my book 'Good girl' which is a Fred Weasley x reader fanfic. So until it's back up, I wanted to give you guys some Fred content in the meantime. These will be small drabbles and ideas that pop into my head...
