It was a quiet afternoon at Hogwarts, the kind where the sunlight streamed through the high windows of the castle, casting warm, golden hues across the stone floors. Y/N was sitting in the courtyard, flipping through her notes for a Potions essay, when she heard familiar footsteps approaching.
"Hey, love," Blaise's deep voice interrupted her thoughts as he settled down beside her.
Y/N looked up, smiling softly at him. "Hey, Blaise. What brings you here? Not that I'm complaining."
He smirked, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes. "Actually, I have something to show you."
Y/N raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? And what might that be?"
Blaise reached up and rolled up the sleeve of his crisp white shirt, revealing his well-toned forearm. Y/N's eyes widened as she noticed something new inked on his skin—her first name, her middle name, and his last name intertwined in elegant script.
She gasped softly, her fingers reaching out to trace the lines of the tattoo. "Blaise... you got a tattoo?"
"For you," he murmured, watching her reaction closely. "I wanted something permanent, something that shows how much you mean to me. Your name, my name... it's a promise."
Y/N's heart swelled with emotion. "Blaise, this is... I don't even know what to say. It's beautiful."
He leaned in closer, his voice low and intimate. "It's more than just a name, Y/N. It's a part of me, just like you are. I wanted to carry you with me, always."
Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, but she quickly blinked them away, a smile tugging at her lips. "You're so sweet, Blaise. I love it. And I love you."
Blaise cupped her face with his other hand, his thumb brushing lightly against her cheek. "I love you too, more than anything. And now everyone will know you're mine, just as I'm yours."
Y/N leaned in, closing the distance between them as their lips met in a tender kiss, sealing the promise etched into his skin and their hearts.
