evermore || sebastian sallow

Chapter 43 - Midnights

Chapter 43 - Midnights

Warning: contains explicit adult content

My eyelids were growing heavy with every second I spent in this torturous class—History of Magic.

I think I've been spending way too many nights studying past midnight. My sleeping schedule had been so horrible that my afternoons might as well have been after dusk.

I was sitting with Sebastian at the very back of the class, who seemed to be falling asleep beside me, with his chin propped up on his fist as he lazily doodled on his parchment, his head drooping once in a while. I'd decided to sit next to him for once because I thought he'd be able to keep me awake, but there was no use. We were both falling asleep.

The clock on the mantel was mocking me with every tick of its hand. It made me want to throw a book at it.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

I couldn't even pay attention to the lesson anymore, which meant, I would need to have another midnight study session later, meaning less sleep, and so on. It has been a constant cycle these past few weeks and my sleepless nights were piling up.

I'd honestly lost count of how many weeks have gone by since my little venture with Sebastian to the abandoned library, a sacred memory I'd forever safekeep in the vault of my heart.

Professor Binns paced around the classroom, down the aisle to my right. "The 14th Century Economic Bubble was..." his monotonous voice rumbled around the room.

I'd stopped paying attention. I honestly could not care any less about the economic crisis from years ago. It wasn't like we could change the past even if we wanted to.

My head began to droop. And I would've fallen asleep if Sebastian didn't suddenly tap my arm. I shook off my drowsiness and raised an eyebrow at him.

His lips slowly curled into a soft smile, eyes quickly going down then looking back up at me. While pretending to listen to Professor Binns, he slid a small piece of parchment, which had been folded in half, across the table.

Curiously, I opened it with one hand. And oh my Merlin, the laugh that just came out of me! A few students twisted in their seats to look at me weirdly. I looked around embarrassed then put a hand over my mouth, swallowing the rest of my laugh. His drawing was god-awful but so adorable.

He drew something that looked like a deformed... frog? At least, I could tell it was frolicking in the grass. Sebastian magicked the little clouds to move and the frog-thing to roll on the grass.

Sebastian looked at me over his shoulder, his cheek propped on his fist. "What?" he mouthed.