Snowbaz Short Stories and Oneshots

Baz's Bad Day

Here is a quick one shot taking place when Baz and Simon were still roommates at Watford. It is during their last year, so they're in their late teens or so (for those who don't know). You're going to see this a lot, but just giving credit to who deserves it... *These characters belong to Rainbow Rowell, and are from her amazing book, Carry On. These characters are not mine*

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Baz came home that day with flushed cheeks and tired eyes. He dropped his stuff on the ground and sat on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. Silently and smoothly Simon move next to him onto the bed and planted a gentle peck on the back of his warm, pale neck. "Snow..." The muffled word came from Baz who didn't flinch, so Simon kissed him again. This time Baz turned his head, looking out from between his fingers at Simon's big, innocent eyes watching him with the most sincere look that only Simon could give. "What was that?" Baz sounded a bit annoyed so Simon blushed and answered timidly. "You look like you needed a kiss."

"Me? I'm the one who needs it? Well let me tell you that I'm not the only handsome guy in the room who needs a kiss. I mean, look at you with your soft, curly hair and beautiful... everything!" Then he added "Aleister Crowley!" Baz knew he said to much and made no sense at all. By now Simon was standing with a confused smile on his face, unsure whether to take the compliment or be ready to defend himself. Baz stood too, rubbed his face and looked at Simon. "I'm sorry that I kissed you, Baz. You just seemed..." And he left the sentence unfinished.

 After a long exhale Baz walked over to Simon and took him up in a warm hug, gently moving them back until they hit a wall. Then, Simon looked at Baz but before he could speak Baz gently touched Simon's face and kissed him. Simon kissed back, and for a while they just enjoyed each other like this. Baz's lips were soft, and pink, which caused Simon to go in again and again. Simon had moved his hands from Baz's neck to his lower back, gently pulling up his shirt. Understanding this action, Baz threw of his top, and Simon's too and pushed his open mouth into Simon's, maybe a bit too harshly. 

The boys toppled onto the bed together. Baz moved from Simon's lips to his jaw, to below Simon's ear, and down his neck. The blond boy winced in pain at one point, but baz keep moving. His hands and lips didn't want to leave Simon's warm body. At one point Simon stopped. He was underneath Baz on the bed. "Baz, I love you" was all he could say and for a moment they stared at each other, breathing heavily. 

That's when Baz noticed a small, red blotchy mark at the base of Simon's neck, but the blond boy didn't notice. 'This went to far' Baz thought 'I have him a hickey' and with that Baz tried removing himself from on top of Simon, but the other boy wouldn't let him.

Simon was playing with Baz's face and hair, running his fingers over Baz's lips and tucking his fallen strands of hair behind his ears. Baz tried again, and with both hands on Simon's chest he pulled himself off, escaping with one last kiss from Simon. When he looked back, Baz saw beautiful Simon Snow with wild, messy hair, shining blue eyes, and a big goofy grin on his face. His neck was still red, but Simon didn't seem to notice.

After a few silent seconds, Baz snatched his shirt and went off to the closet in his grumpy manner as if nothing happened. But when Simon couldn't see him, Baz bit the corner of his bottom lip and smiled. 

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I hope you enjoyed it! If you can, please comment on other scenes or scenarios to put Baz and Simon into, and I look forward to writing as often as I can. Thank you!  <3 Miss Gigi