Snowbaz one-shots (fluff and angst)

Boy

This is pretty boring, lots of plot but cute in the end. 

AU

Baz's pov (do i do baz too much? eh)

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Ive lived in this house my whole life. My grandparents lived here, and my great grandparents too. Its a really old house but we have gotten it updated and renovated so many times that if we had pictures of it originally you would never know its the same house. Its in a nice neighborhood, and by that I mean all the other houses are just as large as ours. My family, we arent rich, no; but we are just above middle class. Its a very nice neighborhood. All the houses are brick, but in varying shades. There is a nice park down the street with a basketball hoop and a football field about a fourth the size of a normal one. It has a nice swingset and a few slides. My house has a pool in the backyard, nothing too extravigant. I had a small terrace off of my bedroom window that gives a nice view into the garden and our neighbors yard. Thats house I noticed the new boy. The neighbors have a black pavement patio so that the kids could use chalk and not be on the driveway. They also have a bigger yard then us, also because they have so many kids. They have 8 I think, all foster kids. Here its just me and Mordelia, plus the baby on the way. Today I had decided I wanted to read on the terrace outside my room. Its not big but its enough to fit two bean bag chairs and a little nightstand out as a makeshift table. I walked out and look around the garden. Its late summer now and all the flowers are starting to whither from the heat. I looked over at the neighbor children just to see that none of the children were outside, just a boy with golden curls and skin covered in freckles and moles. He must be a new foster kid. I must be staring because he looks up and sees me. He waves so I wave back slightly. I took the quick moment as an excuse to see his face in full. He had huge blue eyes and a smile that could light up any of the darkest corners of the earth. Bloody hell he's cute.

I decide that with the new boy outside I would never be able to concentrate on my book so I go inside. I go downstairs to the basement. We use it as a makeshift library. Once again, we aren't rich, we don't live in a mansion that has a library and ballrooms. The basement is lined with shelves on one wide wall and each shelf overflows with books. I have a little section that i've arranged for myself. Top 3 shelves- book i've read, middle 3 shelves- book I want to read, bottom shelf- books I pretend i've read. I put the book i'm holding -Fangirl- back into the 'books I want to read' shelf. I walk back upstairs into the kitchen and see that Mordelia is eating a popsicle. "Hey Morde? You gonna share?" I ask her as I take the popsicle out of her hand. Shes gasps and gapes at me angrily. "You dick give it back!" she starts kicking my shins until I give it back. SHe gotten quite feisty since she turned 13. I'm still not sure if its her age or the Pitch genes in her blood. I laugh and hand her back the popsicle. "I don't even like grape anyways" I tell her and go to get a cherry one from the freezer. I should probably change from my white button up just incase it drips but whatever. I take the popsicle back to my room and decide to just scroll through my phone since there's no real point in trying to do anything anyways. Its too hot out to do shit. As i'm about to finish my popsicle, I drip red juice all down my front. "FUUCK" I groan. I throw the popsicle into my trashcan. I pull off my red-stained shirt and throw it into my hamper. The sun is going down so there isn't really a point in putting on a shirt anyways when i'm not going to be leaving me room for anything. I change into my flannel pajama pants instead of jeans and walk back out to my terrace. I look around watching the sunset but then notice the neighbor boy. I'm watching the sunset, but he's watching me. His wide eyes are wider and he looks like he spaced out. Nonetheless, his eyes are directly on me. I stare back awkwardly and wave, pulling him back to reality. As soon as he realizes what just happened his eyes get impossibly wider and he abruptly stands "Shit" I hear him groan "I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO" he yells up sounding panicked. "ITS FINE" I yell back. He looks down with his face completely flushed and then runs into the house.