Hold Me While You Wait // Scorbus

Three - Locker Room

It had been about two weeks since Scorpius asked Albus about being ready for sex on the Quidditch pitch, when Scorpius stumbled into the boys' dormitory five minutes past curfew.

Only a few boys were getting ready for bed, most were still just chilling and studying in the common room.

Albus was sat up in bed reading a book. Scorpius made his way over and plopped himself down next to Al's extended legs. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his hair was tousled in many different directions which was not typical.

"Guess what Al," Scorpius spoke in a hushed tone so none of the others would hear.

"What?" Albus asked dumbly. He knew Scorpius went on a date, but apparently couldn't put the pieces together.

"Adylinn and I finally did it," he whispered excitedly.

"What - Woah - Okay..." Albus wasn't sure how he was supposed to respond. "How - how was it...?"

"It was kinda really good actually," Scorpius admitted, "She told me exactly what she wanted and she seemed to enjoy it too. I was super nervous but..."

Albus' mind trailed off as Scorpius continued to describe his first time in a little more detail than was necessary for Albus. As his ears tuned out Scorpius, his eyes trained on his face, noticing how his lips curled up in a hesitant smile and his eyes squinted when his smile grew. His heart nearly stopped as he watched Scorpius casually lick his dry lips then continue talking. Al was about to shake himself out of his trance when he heard his friend say, "-and then she put her hand on me and I nearly finished right then but I held out. Then she - Al? Al are you even listening to me?" he snapped a finger in front of Albus' face.

Albus jerked slightly, reentering the moment, "Yeah, yeah... Totally..." he replied lamely. "What about Adylinn?"

••••

The year went on and Scorpius got better at splitting his time with Albus and Adylinn.

Despite this, Albus' feelings towards his best friend's relationship only got saltier.

It was early November and the chilly air and bright colors of the leaves put Albus in a good mood as he walked out onto the Quidditch pitch with the Slytherin team. He felt pumped and determined to beat Gryffindor in this match.

"You look quite chipper," Scorpius nudged their shoulders together.

"I just have a really good feeling about this match," Albus admitted.

Scorpius smiled, "Hell yeah, we're gonna wreck those lions," he ruffled Al's hair before being turned away by their Team Captain, Avery Berrow, calling. Albus felt his stomach flutter at Scorpius' fingers running through his hair.

He couldn't really focus on Berrow's voice and he imagined what it'd be like for Scorpius to continuously run his fingers through Al's unruly hair, and maybe even what they'd feel like trailing down his back and sides... Albus quickly shook his head and cringed the thought out of his head as he heard the ref's whistle blow, signaling the teams to come to center field.

Albus stood across from his brother who started making faces at him. Albus rolled his eyes and nudged Scorpius who noticed his taunting and returned the faces back to James. Albus snickered into his hand as the two humored each other.

After the general rules were explained another whistle blew and everyone moved to mount their brooms.

"That kid is going down," Scorpius said to Albus, referring to James. They both laughed and mounted their own brooms.

Albus glanced over at his friend to make a comment about where he should throw the Quaffle at James, but Scorpius was turned away, waving at someone high in the stands. Albus glanced over to the Slytherin section to see Adylinn waving a flag at her boyfriend and jumping slightly. Iza was stood next to her, a green and silver scarf wrapped around her neck. She waved at Albus once she noticed his attention on them. He gave a small wave back and quickly turned his attention back to the ref who was about to throw the Quaffle in the air to start the game.