Little Things | °•Perciver•° [ON HOLD]

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"Careful, Ollie.", Percy said as they sat down on the sofa, almost falling over in the process.

Percy never drank; he was always the one to get his friends and dormmates back to their dorm after parties because they were too drunk to find the common room by themselves, so even that one shot was enough to get him tipsy.

Oliver threw his head back barking a laugh. "It was really fun today, wasn't it?", he asked as he moved to place his head on his flatmate's thigh.

"Don't speak so loud, Biscuit and Toffee are sleeping... But, yes,", Percy smiled down at him. "Surprisingly, I enjoyed it."

There come those butterflies, even when he's drunk.

"You have such a beautiful smile, Perce", Oliver murmured. "You know, with all that work stressing you out I rarely see you smiling."

Now it was time for the butterflies to settle in Percy's stomach. "I- What?"

"You are always stressed out with your work at the ministry. I always remember you being stressed out about something, whether it be lessons, or your grades, or about some kids you caught making out in a broom cupboard at night, and now you're stressed about work... I think, maybe, you should take a little break.", Oliver said. Well, more like mumbled. This guy needs some sleep.

"Ollie, I'm really happy that you care about me, but you're burbling. I think you should get some sleep."

With that Percy got himself and Oliver up and helped him up the stairs to his bedroom.

He helped him lie down on the bed and whispered: "Sleep tight, Ollie.".

As he started leaving Oliver grabbed his hand.

"Can you please just- can you stay here?"

Percy raised an eyebrow curiously. "Can you tell me what you mean by saying 'stay here'?", he asked.

"I- I don't know... Just keep me company?"

"Are you scared of something or do you feel just lonely in here?", Percy asked.

"I feel lonely whenever I'm not with you.", Oliver said without thinking or hesitating. Why the fuck did he say that? Percy would probably feel awkward now.

Percy's cheeks flushed a soft red, but instead of saying anything, he just smiled.

"I guess I should stay then, shouldn't I?"

Oliver, surprised by what Percy had just said, quickly moved over to make room on the bed for him.

The moment Percy sat down on the bed, Oliver leaned his head on his shoulder.

"Perce...", he trailed off.

Percy only hummed in return.

Oliver tilted his head up ever so slightly so that he was face-to-face with Percy.

"Can I kiss you?"

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"Guess who decided to crawl up from the dead and actually update!", I say after I have been gone from all social media not updating and not giving a sign of existence for the past couple of (though it's probably more) months.

On a lighter note, finally some progress! It's just some drunken fluff, but boy will they be embarrassed in the morning when they realise what they said to one another during that drunken floof.

Also, as soon as this chapter is posted, so will be the next one and then I'll start working on the fourteenth chapter.

That's all I had to say, so, I hope you liked this chapter. Don't forget to leave a comment with your opinion, and if you did like it, please consider liking; I would really appreciate it. No pressure, though!

Anyways, see you all next time!

-Wilbur Elio