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Simon was in his room staring up at the ceiling from his bed when Baz walked in. He was late as usual.. "I hate you." Said Simon.
. "I hate you to." Said Baz. "
"I think I hate you more" said Simon still staring at the ceiling. "I think hate you more than that." Said Baz smirking. "I think you're lying." Said Simon sitting up. "I think you are too." Said Baz. Simon rolled his eyes and looked back up at the ceiling. He felt that he couldn't sleep with Baz being here. "Baz your presence is making it hard to sleep." Simon said clearly annoyed. "Sorry Snow but I'm afraid there is no other place for me to sleep." Baz said his grey eyes were narrowed. He growing tired of games with Snow. "You could go sleep in the catacombs." Suggested Snow. Simon remembered following him down there countless times. "Snow," Said Baz " One it's cold down there, two it's dark, three who wants to to sleep with dead people?" "Well, you seem to like to hang out with them." Simon said matter a factually. Baz sighed. He knew he was getting nowhere with Snow tonight. "We're you stalking me again again Snow?" Asked Baz. Simon followed Baz everywhere secretly and Baz was just tired of being shadowed. "It depends on what you mean by stalking." Said Simon purposefully trying to evade the question a bit. " I mean being my shadow. I already have 1 Snow. I don't need 2 shadows." Explained Baz with a sigh. "I'm the only shadow who can tell on you though." Said Simon lightly. Baz shook his head slowly. " I'm going to the library, and I'll be back when you're asleep." Said Baz getting ready to leave. "I won't be asleep!" Protested Simon like a little kid. "Oh, I think you will be." Stated Baz. "What if your wrong?" Said Simon with a yawn. "I don't think I will be." Said Baz closing the door behind him.
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Magicks, Simon and Baz (Snowbaz fic)
FanfictionA Collection of Simon and Baz arguments and kissing, and hopelessly wondering whether or not they are in love