Siriclaire Stories

claire being an idiot for exactly 1,200 words <3

Sirius Gibson was an uncomplicated man, no matter what the tabloids love to say about him. He sighs into his coffee, staying up again to look through candidates for Witch's Heart's Halloween shows. Witch's Heart is a band, his band, rather, that he'd started from the ground up. Lady Dorothy had bought all of their instruments, their supplies... He groans, throwing his head into his hands. "No. No. No," He muttered, using his elbow to click through the profiles. He didn't spend too long on each, knowing they weren't the one deep down. He didn't feel that spark, like the one he had when he met his bandmates. "Sirius!" Ashe sang, his grating voice filling the air faster than a seafood boil infecting the air with its fishy scent. "What." He asked, gritting his teeth as he did so to keep himself from saying something stupid while half asleep. "I found a girl!" Sirius groused, deadpanning Ashe as he did so. "...Why, praytell, would I care about your romantic escapades? Especially at," He glanced at his watch, "3:32 in the morning?" Ashe sighed dramatically, flopping onto the purple-haired's bed, "First, not even close! You know girls have never been my cup of tea. Second, because she's a perfect contender for our Halloween shows!"

★彡[𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕙𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕨]彡★ ✎ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ Claire Elford and Sirius Gibson experience a collection of scenes when they live together in each season. - - - - ⟿ 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙸𝚄𝚂'𝚂 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙲𝙻𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟸, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍: 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟻, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 (𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰/𝙽𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛): 𝟷𝟻,𝟸𝟶𝟼