Pumpkin Spice (Blairon)

Morning Breath

Ron's Pov

I arched my back as I woke up, kind of like a cat. I stretched in all possible directions before stumbling out of bed and towards the bathroom. Once I was inside I did the usual and jumped a little when Blaise called me from the bed. "Pumpkin! Why're you waking up so early!" He drawled, stifling a yawn. I giggled and made sure not to jump a second time when the bathroom door opened. Blaise wasn't wearing a shirt and just had green boxers with tiny, white 'B's on them. His hair had grown over the month we had been living in our house and it was now longer and very curly, still shaved at the sides and styled into a quiff. He walked behind me and snaked his arms around my waist, nuzzling his nose into the crook of my neck. "Where are you going?" He asked, his voice a bit muffled. "To visit Harry and Draco." I said, turning around to hug him back. "And before you say anything, no, you can't come." I ordered. He lifted his his head from my neck so fast I thought he would get whiplash. "And why not?" He asked, his lips pulling down into a pout. "Because, I have my reasons. And you have your too." I replied. He chuckled before kissing my cheek. "Fine, but don't forget to tell me at some point, whatever it is you too are going to speak about." He said pursing his lips as he spoke. I rolled my eyes playfully and gave him a chaste kiss before instantly regretting it. "Brush your teeth, Blaise. You taste like feet." I grimaced. He looked like a puppy who had just been kicked. I almost felt sorry for him. "You have morning breath all the time when you wake up and I've already brushed my teeth but do I complain? NO!" He called after me as I left the room in a fit of laughter. When I got to the kitchen I made some eggs and tea for breakfast before grabbing my Gryffindor beanie, putting it on and walking towards the door. Just as I got there I face palmed. How am I supposed to get to Malfoy Manor? In defeat, I stood at the foot of the stairs and looked up.
"Blaise? My love, my sunshine, the snitch to my seeker, the bat to my beater, the Veela to your ma-"
"Do you need a ride?" He asked from the top of the stairs and I grinned, "Maybe."
I heard him chuckle before he jogged downstairs, looking quite chuffed.
"How do I look?" He smirked, showing himself off and doing a kitting spin. He was wearing a dark red blazer, white slacks and white dress shoes.
"Like you just one the lottery." I laughed. He scowled playfully before going into the kitchen. While he was making breakfast I took it apon myself send a quick letter to Hermione. Telling her about how things have been and if she and Pansy would like to come for lunch on Friday. After sending the letter, Blaise reappeared next to me, taking my hand in his and kissing it. I smiled fondly at him as we walked through the door, locking it afterwards. "To Malfoy Manor?" He asked and I grinned, "To Malfoy Manor."
Blaise straightened his posture, flexed his shoulders and his bright yellow wings popped out of his back accompanied by the sound of ripping clothing. Thank Merlin we found a spell that fixes his shirts afterwards as if it was brand new. He effortlessly picked me up bridal style, warned me about the immense wind pressure that I was used to by now and took off. As always, I loved flying with Blaise, my hair whipping through the wind, my eyes watering from the pressure, the smile he always had on when we did back flipps midair. I loved it and in not time at all I could see Malfoy Manor coming into view. After the war, Draco and Narcissa changed it up because it didn't feel like home. They got rid of all the dark, depressing tiles and the exterior was now a light, mint green with white accents. The inside was white with dark brown wood floors and everything had been modernized. It really did feel like a home. When we got closer I could see the tiny figures of Harry and Draco standing at the front door, hand in hand. We flew down and Blaise gently placed me down on the ground before standing himself. I quickly pulled Harry into a hug then Draco. "Hi guys." Harry smiled and I couldn't help but smile back. "Draco, Harry, I'm afraid we'll have to catch up later, you know what today is." Blaise said, a big, toothy smile on his face and a glint in his eyes. "Goodluck at the interview Blaisey-Boy!" Harry and Draco shouted in unison as Blaise took of into the air, shouting a loud "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" before leaving me a wink and flying away. Today, Blaise had a very big interview with the higher ups of Wizard Fashion. I was so proud of him, you should've seen the look on his face when he got the letter, I'm pretty sure he was high of excitement for a week straight (gay). "Let's go!" Harry squeeled, grabbing my arm and hurtling me into the house while Draco just chuckled after us.

"You're joking?!" He exclaimed.
I shook my head. "Ron!" Harry screamed, leaping into a hug. "Hold on, so-how are we going to do this?" He asked. I rubbed my head, not knowing what to do either. "Maybe Draco will know." Harry suggested. I nodded and we ran downstairs to find Draco who was doing the gardening. I really am excited about this.

Mmm, what could 'this' be????
Byeeee bishes✌🏿😘💕