"Baz?"
"Hmm?"
"Can we not do this today?" Simon says, plucking the book out of my hand. I've been up since five am, searching through every possible book for something. So far, we've got nothing. There is no way that we can do this. Maybe we should give up. Maybe I should just leave Simon to live his life without me.
"Simon... I don't think this is gonna work," I say. He grabs my hand.
"Baz. How many times do I have to say it? We'll figure it out. But for now, can we just have today?" He gives me that look. You know how certain people have that look that will make anyone say yes? Yup, that's the look Simon gave me.
"Alright Snow. Let's watch a movie or something," I say, standing up. He's practically bursting with joy.
We go into the living room where everything is already set up. Candles are flickering, there's a fire going, and Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone is at the title screen.
"Snow... Where you planning this?"
"I've had it set up since last night," Simon says. I smile, laughing.
"Your an idiot, Snow," I say, taking his hand and sitting down on the couch. We wrap the blanket around ourselves and Simon leans his head on my shoulder. My hand is around his waist and everything is perfect. This was a much needed break.
Simon's face lights up seeing all the magic on the screen. I think one of the reasons I fell in love with Simon in the first place was because of that smile. I love him so much. That's why I have to protect him.
Simon notices my face.
"Baz. This is supposed to be happy. Just stop, for one second."
"Simon... I--I can't. It's just--" but I never finish, because Simon brings his warm lips on mine. The thing is, this kiss was so desperately needed. This is what will bring me to the surface as I'm drowning. This is one of those kisses that save me.
His hands travel up my shirt, leaving trails of flames in their wake. My hands are in his hair, running through the soft curls I've grown familiar with. I smell the sweet stench of his skin and there's not a hint of smoke. Just another reminder that he's my perfect boyfriend.
I love him. I love him so much. I was never sure how when I spent those countless nights staring at him as he slept in a knot. I was dumbfounded in that night in the forest. I was always skeptical of him, wondering if this was part of some big joke.
But this past month has been nothing but educational. Simon is my soul-mate, and I am his. We belong together.
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Told you if I got to updating again it would be full of fluff. I'm pretty sure that a lot of the next few chapters are gonna be fluff cuz idk what to do.And OMG 100+ READS???? U PPL ACTUALLY LIKE THIS STUFF???? I'm sorry, just the self doubt speaking. So um... Be sure to vote if you liked this and I'd love to hear your comments on the story so far! I'll try to update asap! Also, check out my tumblr @ theinsidiousbookworm.tumblr.com. There's some Snowbaz, Wesper, and Scorbus one shots there if you'd like to check them out. Also, be sure to check out my original story, The Difference Between Us.
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