the chase for your

forgivness...

• 𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

"Hey." I say, the nostalgic smell of Dior Sauvage coming at me like a slap in the face as Tom wastes no time in pulling me into his arms.

"Fuck. I thought I'd lost you." He breathes, digging his head into my shoulder.

I can't help myself; yes, I'm still angry but I'm not cruel.

I hug him back, trying to bring back every lost moment with him over this past week.

"You'll never lose me. Never. That's a promise."

I stroke the back of his head, feeling his hair between my fingers.

He pulls away first and closes his door, not taking his hand off of my waist.

"I... Will you hear me out?" He says, maintaining eye contact and sitting down on his bed.

He hesitates to pull me on his lap, but I nod and so he does. I instantly snuggle into his chest, not being able to help myself.

I wasn't happy with him, but I had really missed him.

"Talk to me, baby." I say gently.

Over this week, I had realized that Tom wasn't one to forget these things. So something must have happened.

"I- Y/n, sweetheart, I'm so sorry. The whole day I was just running errands and booking our tickets and organizing everything that I just forgot to call or text you or pick you up. But I promise that I didn't forget out special day. I could never forget."

"I ju- Huh? What tickets?" I say, raisjng a brow, confused.

"I was booking tickets for us to go on a holiday for our anniversary. I had already booked them but something went wrong so I had to reorganize it all on the day... then it just went wrong."

"You were?"

He nods, mindlessly kissing my cheek and my heart squeezes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know. I just got so upset." I mumble, fiddling with my nails.

"Y/n. You have nothing to be sorry for. I know how you felt and it wasn't cool of me. I love you. And it will never happen again."

I nod, feeling pretty upset.

"Hey. Lighten up. Like I told you, I had to reorganize it all on the day and so I had to mame them for in 2 days time."

"We can still go?" I say, looking back up at him.

"Mhm." He smirks, kissing my neck and I giggle.

"I would go get packing if I were you." He says and I get up, feeling a light slap on my ass as I drag him to my dorm to help me pack.

And everything was better again.

• 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 •

I break down in his arms.

"No... no, please don't cry, baby."
He says, kissing the top of my head and pulling away, looking into my eyes.

"You forgot, Draco. It was meant to-" I hiccup. "b- be our special day."

I just let it all out as he strokes my back. I can feel the sadness radiating from him too and it mames me feel worse.

He takes me back into my dorm and closes the door.

He pulls out ny desk chair and sits on it, sitting me on top of his lap. I've missed his touch so much.

Just knowing he was there with me.

"I... Y/n, from the bottom of my heart, I'm so sorry. I was just... I don't know what was going on with me. I feel like such a peice of shit. I... I was literally telling the boys about how excited I was and now... I'm so sorry."

I sniff and hug him again.

"It's okay." I mumble. I can't stay mad at him forever.

I love this man and maybe he's done a bit of a dumber mistake this time, but I've made mistakes too and he's always forgiven me.

"Please don't be upset with me. I'm really sorry. I know that sorry doesn't fix every-"

"Draco, it's okay." I reassure him, snuggling deeper into him and just enjoying the feel of him.

I've missed him.

But now, everything is better and we can both learn and move on.

• 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 •

"It isn't like me to forget these things. I literally don't know what happened with me. The day just... slipped over my head. I treasure you more than-"

"Doesn't seem like it." I snap, interrupting him and he flinches.

Maybe I was a little harsh.

"Sorry." I mumble, looking down, ashamed and giving him his cue to continue.

"I do. I treasure you more than... more than life itself, Y/n. You're my whole world. And these are things that I would hope you already know. I don't know how I... forgot."

His voice starts to shake and I can tell he's been hurting and that it hirts him to admit that he may have forgot.

"But, please. Don't defy me with this. Don't base my love for you with the stupid mistake. That's what it was. A dumb mistake. That will never be made again. I love you. Forgive me?"

A tears are on my face when he finishes, purley because of the just... pure emotion.

I've missed him so much and I can't even begin to describe how much it hurt me to ignore him.

"Enzo, you were forgiven way before this conversation. I love you." I say, and he pulls me into his lap.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. I love you."

And we stay like that for hours, just talking about how much we love eachother and what we've missed.

Right there on the outside bench.

• 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐢 •

I hear Pansy leave her dorm, and now it's just me and Blaise. I'm still fresh with the emotion of Blaise forgetting our anniversary, but I try keep my cool.

"Y/n... don't cry." He says softly, his eyes full of an emotion I can't read.

"Oh, right, Blaise-" I hiccup. "I won't cry. I- I'll just suck it up, even knowing that my boyfriend forgot about our anniversary." I say, silent tears spilling.

"Y/n... I don't know what to say." He mumbles.

And I almost melt right there. The look on his face is readable as he talks; hurt. Guilt.

"I... I don't want to say the words I'm sorry because they won't helo at the moment, but I'm going to qnd I mean it from the whole of my soul. I'm sorry. I'm not gonna lie to you; I forgot."

The knife in my heart twists a little more.

"But this was not personal. I didn't forget you, I won't ever forget about us, I won't ever forget this relationship or the love I have and will continue to have for you. The date just... slipped my mind."

"You're everything to me, and right in this moment, I want nothing more than for you to even just consider forgiving me."

I nod, like a silent forgivness with tears still spilling from my eyes.

He stands up and picks me up from under my arms, bringing me into his arms and I wrap my legs around his torso as I cry into his shoulder.

"I love you, sweetheart. I love you." He whispers, just for me to hear.

"I love you too." I say, voice shaky.

And it's true.

• 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭 •

"Get talking. I have better things to do." I say, fiddling with my nails.

"Like study? You never like studying, baby." He smirks.

"Theodore." I say, trying to ignore the butterflies.

Anniversary. Forgotten. You're mad, Y/n, remember?

"You know I don't like saying sorry. You're the one person in the world who knows that, and even so, you've put up with me through all my bullshit and it's so... unfair on you."

"I should've had that date marked on my phone, my calender... fuck, I should've tattooed it. I'm just so, so, so sorry. I love you. So much. There's nothing I love more than spending time with you."

"And although I understand, I've missed you so much. I love you. I can't say this enough; I love you."

I blink away some tears and I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

He understands me, though. And so he rests my head on his shoulder, pulling me closer by my waist and a hand on my thigh.

"I love you." I manage.

And he's right. I definitely did not have better things to do, and I hate studying.

• 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 •

Before he even says anything, I'm picked up and I feel his hands under my thighs as he lifts me.

I'm not surprised. He's a very touchy guy. If we were gonna talk, he was gonna have his hands on me somehow.

"Mattheo." I breathe out, lost in this trance as my back hits the wall.

Not to worry, I quickly snap out of it and roll my eyes.

"I've missed you so much." He groans, leaning his head forward and between my chest.

"You're not gonna sweet talk me out of me being angry at you."

"You think I'm sweet talking, baby?" He purrs, smirking up at me.

And I swear that I don't know how I don't grab his face and kiss it right there, letting him put our kids inside of me right there in the hallway.

"Mattheo." I say strictly.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry." He mumbles

"You can do better than that." I say, raising a brow.

"I'm not good at saying sorry..." He mumbles, looking very upset... with himself.

I spoil him with a very small smile, urging him on.

"I feel like a peice of shit. I mean, I've been feeling like a peice of shit. I'm so sorry. I... I got caught up talking to my friend-"

"Friend that's a girl." I joke.

"Y/n. I'm pretty sure we're past the stage of doing that." He grins. "I love you. I can't even begin to believe that I let the date go over my head like that."

"I... You know you're the beat thing to ever happen to me and this past week, I've been treading on eggshells and I felt what it would be like to lose you. And it was the worst feeling I'll ever feel."

He holds me tighter and I spoil him even more with a full smile.

"I love you." I say, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You're my world."

"You're my solar system." I joke.

"Okay, Mrs. poet." He smirks.

All fixed now.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

hiiiii this is well over

vote, share, comment + follow!! 🐚