I will put the translation for any Italian in "( )"
You go up the stairs to astronomy tower to talk to Theo since he’s been avoiding you lately. You walk up to him seeing that he’s smoking, you shake your head in disbelief as he promised he would stop smoking for the rest of month. You scoff as you stand next to him
“You promised you’d stop”
“And you promised to stay away from Weasley.. I guess we’re both liars” he snaps at you as he takes another puff.
"I HAVE stayed away from him!"
“Are you sure?”
His voice was low and angry. You could tell he was upset but didn’t know how to tell you as he takes another long puff.
"Of course I'm sure!"
He sighs out a huge cloud of smoke, blowing it right in your face, he rolls his eyes as he stares forward
“Then why is there a love letter from him in your dorm”
"Because he has a crush on me! I never wrote back!"
“And why not?”
His voice was sharp as he stared at you.
"Because I dont want him!"
“And you want me right?”
"YES!"
He stays silent for a couple of seconds before taking another puff of his cigarette, you could see the smoke pouring out of his lungs through the dim atmosphere of the late night.
"Then prove it"
his body jolts a little as you kiss him in the night. The dim lights illuminating around you as he pulls you even closer, wrapping his hands around you to keep you from falling. He holds the back of your neck to keep the kiss going even more as he kisses back.
his face flushes a bright red as he pulls away, his breath is heavy as his eyes are fixated on you.
"You’re mine now..”
"I'm all yours"
“You’re god damn right you are”
he says as he pulls you in once again, as he kisses you even more roughly, running his fingers through your hair the entire time.
He pins you back against the wall, his lips on your neck now as he kisses and bites your skin in a gentle way.
"~Theo~"
he hears your voice and glances up at you, letting off a smirk as he bites your neck, pulling away and licking the bite he just did.
"putain, ça fait du bien" (Damn, that feels good)
he chuckles a bit as he holds you back, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breath.
“Tu me fais fondre...” (you make me melt)
he says lowly
"......je t'aime, théo" (.....I love you, Theo)
Your words send a tingle down his spine as he stares at you. His eyes are gazing directly into yours, and he stays silent for a while, not knowing how to say it back. That is until he speaks
“..je suis fou de toi..” (I am crazy about you)
"When you were mad at me...I was so afraid I lost my chance with you"
“You would never truly lose me... I could never truly hate you.. No matter what.. and I’m not even mad anymore... I was just... jealous”
he looks at you with a soft smile.
"There's no need to be jealous baby. I'm never gonna want anyone but you."
he smiles softly before pulling you in and kissing your lips again.
