Harith x Harley one shots

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(A/n: Hello there reader suprise you still stayed for part 2 lol. Glad you enjoyed it UwU. And uhh... Yeah you can read it now.)

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Harley poofed in the middle of the street.

Good thing no witnesses were there and he got to arrive the streets of his home safely using his teleportation skill.

While the young mage kept walking his face was fully covered with bright red blush as he thought of the 'sort of romantic(?)' moment he and the leonin had before.

'What the fuck just happened there Harley?!'

How come he couldn't push Harith away while he had the chance? Why did he stayed there frozen and letting the male in front of him tease him and get swayed by those words? Was that part of his magic? Or was he just too stunned by his oh-so-handsome face?

Many questions filled the younger's head.

'He's probably playing with me and testing my patience. Ha!'

'Well... Two could play that game'

Smirking. Harley thought of something he could do as revenge against the older male.

As he was thinking, a question said by the leonin from awhile back popped inside his head.

"where will we be studying?"

'hm... I haven't thought about a decent place we could study yet... Maybe the library? Nah, I think that's too common. The classroom..? Are we even allowed to stay back there? Hm.. What about a near by coffee shop...?'

Harley froze.

'shit I almost forgot! Coffee shops here are popular, what if students from our school were there and they saw us?!'

The mage genius panicked, nearly forgetting about the safety of his name.

'whatever... We'll just have to talk about this privately tommorow' he sighed.

He took out his phone to check the time and it was 6:43 pm.

No wonder the sun was already setting.

Only a few blocks more and he could already see his home's address template.

Harley picked up the pace as he was itching to lay comfortably again on his beloved bed.

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The young mage busted the door open surprising everyone in the house.

It was only the four of them living in the same roof.

His parents, him and his sister. No maids, no cooks nor guards.

It was just them.

Yes, Harley belonged to a wealthy and well-known family.