slytherin boys react

blaise zabini: finding them in a bad state after you randomly disappeared

in the dim light filtering in through the window, you can just make out his form, lying motionless on the bed. for a moment, you think it's just a trick of the light, but then he suddenly stirs and turns his head towards you.

"whoever that is, get out," he groans, his voice thick with sleep. in the dark, his eyes are still adjusting, and he doesn't even realize who you are.

you speak up, your voice filled with emotion. "blaise, it's me," you say, relief and longing evident in your tone.

his bleary eyes widen in realization, and he jolts upright in bed. disbelief crosses his face as he takes in the sight of you. "y/n?" he whispers, his voice trembling. "is it really you? am i dreaming?"

before you can answer, he leaps out of bed and rushes towards you, pulling you into a tight embrace. he buries his face in your shoulder, his body quaking with emotion.

"y/n, my darling," he murmurs, his voice choked with emotion. "you don't know how much i've missed you. please, tell me this is real, that you're really here in my arms." he squeezes you even closer, his embrace filled with a desperate longing. "is this real? am i dreaming? draco, is this you using polyjuice?"

"i'm right here, blaise," you assure him, your voice soft and caring. "i'm real, i promise. i'm not a dream, or my body being used with polyjuice."

he pulls away just enough to look into your eyes, the skepticism on his face giving way to a cautious hope. "i'm still not entirely convinced," he admits, a hint of a tease in his voice. "perhaps you should kiss me to prove it's really you."

a smile lights up your face, and without a second thought, you lean in to press your lips against his. the moment your lips meet, a wave of relief and joy washes over both of you. in that instant, all doubts disappear, and you know without a shadow of a doubt that this is real, you're finally back with him.

as you break the kiss, he rests his forehead against yours, his breathing still a little ragged with emotion. "y/n," he murmurs, his voice filled with tenderness. "never leave me like that again."

you wrap your arms around him, pulling him into another tight embrace. "never," you promise, your voice a fierce whisper tinged with regret. "i'm sorry i left without saying anything. i won't ever do that to you again, that's a promise."

he leans into your touch, his arms wrapped tightly around you. "all that matters is that you're here now," he replies, his voice a soothing murmur. "i don't care about the reasons. you're here, and i'm never letting you go again."

he runs his hands gently over your back, his touch a silent plea for forgiveness. "please, never disappear on me without a word again. it was agony not knowing where you were, if you were safe. the thought that something might have happened to you... it nearly drove me mad."

his voice breaks with emotion, and you feel his body trembling with a mixture of relief and the lingering pain of uncertainty. "i love you. being apart from you was harder than anything i could have imagined. all i want is to hold you, to know you're safe, to know you're mine."

he pulls back just enough to meet your gaze, his eyes filled with a burning intensity. "i need you with me, always. no more separation, i can't bear it. please, promise me you'll never leave like that again."