❝hopeless, is how i felt when i realised. it's like it was inevitable that when we met, whatever path we'd choose to go, a tumultuous tide would eventually grab hold of us and push us together. i was falling for you by fate... and was more than happ...
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Summary: Ominis and y/n wander away on a school trip to the Muggle World and it starts to rain. They run away and seek shelter in a greenhouse, confined by the pattering precipitations and unsaid words.
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"Okay take a left here and we should be right by the bakery," you mumble as you adjust the map.
"Yes, we should be by the bakery but it seems we're are at the same marketplace we were 10 minutes ago. Y/n we've come full circle, admit you don't know how to navigate and let us ask for directions." Ominis mutters watching you continuously rotate the map.
"He's right y/n..." another student says as your eyes open in realisation.
"Oh! No, I got it, I read the street names wrong. Okay I am sure I've got the way now. One more try" you say.
"Not a chance. May I have that?" Ominis asks as he swipes the map from your hand and places it in another student's, "You have a go Winnie."
Winnie blushes and smiles as she opens the map and begins figuring out the directions, sneaking glances at Ominis every so often that you had not failed to notice.
"You know I had that Nis." you grumble.
"Yes. I also know that you had that map upside down from the way Winnie ruffled the parchment as she rotated it."
"It was upside down?!" you gawk.
Ominis lets out a laugh and pats your head, "Come on y/n, we would have been here for ages just walking. Don't you want to do something? It isn't every day we get to be out like this for a week. I'm sure Sebastian will have some dramatic stories to tell from his group. Don't you want to contribute our own stories too?"
"I guess. But I'm positive I know the way. It's ingrained into my mind and I've heard the pastries are to DIE for!" You ramble.
"Hey guys, the rest of us were thinking of going to this museum exhibit. Abigail has a report to do and she wanted to check that out. I know you really wanted to go to that bakery Y/n, so I was thinking you and Ominis could go together?" says another student in your group, Florence.
