Scorpius didn't understand why Albus was so flustered about the sharing thing.
Then, suddenly, he got it.
Oh my god.
That bed is tiny as fuck, we'll basically be cuddling each other
Oh dear, sweet Merlin, I think I'm going to die
Scorpius' skin tingled, and his face was flushed with blood. Trying to calm his goddamn hormones down, he paced his breathing, gradually counting to ten.
Oi, get a grip, Malfoy.
Think of Aristotle. Greek mythology. Cool Muggle stuff. Anything but that.
Scorpius bit his lip. Would Albus be embarrassed about sharing?
But then, he had a thought.
What if I did something? Something that exposed my feelings for him?
The closeness would probably whip him into a stuttering mess, and something would definitely slip out.
Shaking his head, he continued to unpack his trunk, refusing to look at Albus, who was across the room. His back was to Scorpius, and he was folding his clothes into his drawer.
Sighing quietly, he pushing the clutter of his anxious thoughts to the back of his head.
One still managed to remain, though, niggling at his senses.
What if Albus liked me back?
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Forever Falling For You {Scorbus}
FanfictionThe platform was filled with bustling pupils, fetching their trunks and hooting owls, searching for their friends. Two boys stood together silently in the midst of this commotion, gazing upon this scene. They already had their trunks, and no magic...
