Slytherin Boy Imagines

L.B ~ Ride

Context:

You and Enzo decided to go to a Halloween party together. You decide that - being the absolute power couple you were - to come in a couple costume. You realise that your choice of costumes blessed you more than you could've known.

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"You ready, my love?" Enzo comes up behind you, placing his arms on your hips. You swipe lip gloss over your lips, checking your makeup one last time before turning to Lorenzo and smiling.

"Sure am." Enzo winks before you both exit the bathroom. You grab Enzo's hat from his bed and place it on his head. A cowboy hat. "Handsomest cowboy in the midwest..." 

"Well, what's a cowboy without his gorgeous partner in crime?" Enzo teases. You laugh as Enzo leans down to peck a kiss on your lips, pulling away with some shiny lipgloss residue. You grab his hand in yours and start to walk downstairs to the Slytherin Common Room, which was absolutely packed: dancing, lights, music, drinks, costumes. 

You both make your way down, looking around for your friends. You spot Theo and Matteo leaning against a wall, drinking, chatting, and almost definitely severely judging everyone's costumes. Once Matteo spots the both of you, he raises an eyebrow. "A couple costume? Really?" 

"Someone's jealous..." you mutter. 

"Yeah, of you. Have you not seen your man?!" You all laugh. After a while of chatting and continuing to judge other people's costumes, you decide to go and get a drink. Making your way over to the drinks table, you begin to notice that the dance floor is becoming more and more populated. You sip on your drink and watch as people dance with each other. As if on cue, you feel a warm breath on your ear. 

"Care to dance, m'lady?"  You turn to find a grinning Enzo tipping his cowboy hat.

"Since when were cowboys such gentlemen?"

"I can multitask." Enzo holds out his hand to you, and you take it as he quickly drags you to the dance floor. He spins you around and slowly glides his hands down to rest on your hips. His touch sends a shiver down your spine. You dance up against him, his hands guiding your movements. Then you begin to hear an exciting song start to blast over the speakers. You perk up, trying to hear to make sure you aren't hearing things.

And it kills, and it thrills, like the horns on my Silverado grill
And I buy the bar a double round of Crown
And everybody's gettin' down
And this town, ain't never gonna be the same

You're definitely not imagining things. You turn to face Enzo, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of your lips. Enzo raises an eyebrow, clearly oblivious. 

"What's that look for?" You can't help but laugh at his cluelessness.

"C'mon Enz..." You wrap your arms around his shoulders. "Listen." 

Cause I saddle up my horse
And I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
'Cause the girls
They are so pretty

"Yes, you are very pretty." Enzo leans down, grinning.

"No, Enzo!" You laugh again. 

Riding up and down Broadway
On my old stud Leroy
And the girls say