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"could you stop stealing my clothes?"
you shrugged, not so much as pausing in your actions of pulling his slytherin robe over your shoulders. "i could, if you'd stop losing mine."
tom's jaw clenched, though a smirk broke out onto his face. "you're the one that runs into my room every night."
you scowled, turning and throwing his tie right at his face. "you should really shut up sometimes. it's really annoying."
"you should shut up when you come into my dorm late at night-"
at this, you ran forward, tackling him onto his back on his four poster, faces inches apart with your leg in between both of his. though quickly, you were turned around when he reversed the roles, flipping you over, his hands by either side of your head as he now straddled you. his breath hit your face, the lack of space between you making you breathless.
he brought a hand down to your chin, thumb rubbing at your lower lip, slight smirk present on his lips. "wanna try that again, darling?"
