little things the boys
so during the relationship...
âĒ ððĻðĶ ðŦðĒðððĨð âĒ
- Always has you glued at his hip.
I put my hands up Tom's shirt, groaning at the lack of attention.
I'm laid on top of him and he set his MacBook on top of me, doing some homework as I watch him.
Today was a very tiring day for me. I had a free day today but Tom's day was always full.
I accompanied him as he ran all his errands, we ate lunch together, went to the library together, went back to hogsmede together, and then we're back at his dorm now for him to study.
Very tiring, but very fun.
There's nothing that I love more in this world then to spend time with Tom and he always has me next to him.
Which is literally great. I love that we can never get sick of eachother and will never have the problem of 'being clingy'.
Obviously thay we have our own lives and we all have our days but in the end, we'll always be together.
"What's wrong?" He says, closing his laptop and setting in on his bedside table, holding me in place.
"Enough homework, you're smart enough." I say, smiling at him as he smirks snd kisses my lips.
We chat for a while until I start getting sleepy and end up just listening to Tom speak to me as my eyes start closing.
And we fall asleep like that, with my hands under his shirt and with his hands around my body.
âĒ ððŦðððĻ ðĶððĨððĻðē âĒ
- Keeps track of when to get you new flowers.
"I wasn't sure wether to get the tulips or the roses, but I got the pink tulips, baby. I hope you love them."
I blush, taking the flowers in my hand and placing them in a jar filled with water before hugging Draco.
He always knows when to get me new flowers; and it's one of the things that I love most about him.
A while ago, I found out that Draco always keeps a flower out of the bouquet, so that he knows when it's dying and to buy me new ones.
And I've never been so more in love with anyone in my life. He's so thoughtful and he always knows exactly what to flowers to buy.
I love tulips and I don't even remember telling him that. To be fair, whatever flowers he gets me I always just love.
Last time he bought me flowers, Theodore was complaining about how Draco dragged him along to help pick.
Red roses were special for our anniversary and mean so much to me.
He always got me different coloured lillies for our date nights which also mean so much to me.
"Theodore told me that you took him along last time you bought me flowers." I say, giggling.
"Well, I needed help." Draco says, his cheeks tinting pink.
We end up cuddling and then going out for lunch together, spending the afternoon together.
âĒ ðĨðĻðŦðð§ðģðĻ ðððŦðĪðŽðĄðĒðŦð âĒ
- Tops you up on anything you run out of.
I walk into my bathroom and frown.
All of my shampoo bottles were new, and the soap bar was new and all of my skincare that was running out was new.
Lorenzo.
Some of my things were running out and I walked into my bathroom to shower, seeing everything new and full.
Lorenzo always paid attention to when things were running out or when I needed new ones of them.
This obviously made him that much better of a boyfriend, but I didn't want him to spend all of his money on me.
I had told him this but he still insisted. I obviously wasn't complaining, I was so grateful for him and for everything he does for me.
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"Hey." I open my door after Enzo knocks on it and he kisses my cheek.
"You're in trouble." I joke, sitting back down on my bed.
"Uh-oh. What have I done?' He says, grinning and sitting next to me, pulling me close.
"You can't keep buying me things, baby." I say softly, placing a hand on my chest.
"But I want to, sweetheart. It makes me happy to make you happy. I promise, it's not a struggle for me. You know this."
"Are you sure? I don't want to... I dunno, be a burden of you having to keep buying me things."
"Y/n, c'mon. You're never a burden, ever. I love you. So much."
"I love you too." I smile, blushing.
He cares about me so much, and I care about him more than I care about myself.
We fall asleep with love in the air.
âĒ ððĨððĒðŽð ðģðððĒð§ðĒ âĒ
- No matter what, he makes sure your asleep before falling asleep yourself.
Me and Blaise are staying at his parents house for Christmas which has been so fun.
I'm already a pretty light sleeper; it takes me a while to fall asleep, but ever since I've met Blaise, it feels easier.
I'm comfortable here, but it does feel strange to fall asleep somewhere different.
Blaise's parents house was huge, and so I did feel safe and stuff. We were staying in Blaise's room which was also huge.
I was currently getting sleepy as we watched The Nightmare Before Christmas on the TV.
Me and Blaise were cuddled up, in matching pijamas and matching robes with a thick blanket that matched both the robe and the pijamas.
Yep, I'm festive.
"Go to sleep, honey. I'll turn the volume down." Blaise whispers, pulling the blanket higher and making sure I'm comfortable.
I nod, smiling when he kisses my cheek and turns the volume of the film down.
I fall asleep to the rythm of Blaise's heartbeat, feeling peaceful and good with life.
Blaise has told me bwfore that he always makes sure I'm okay for a good half an hour after I fall asleep which made me absolutely melt.
He's going to be such a good father to our children.
âĒ ððĄððĻððĻðŦð ð§ðĻðð âĒ
- Always knows what's going on with you.
"Y/n? I'm coming in." I hear Theodore say, opening my door slowly.
I'm curled up in bed, forcing nyself to drink hot tea with a tissue in my nose and my blankets up to my neck.
Winter has just started and I've become a victim of the deadly cold. My nose is running and my head hurts.
I skipped breakfast, eating cookies that I already had in my dorm instead. That's probably why Theo was here; I haven't told him that I'm sick.
But, no.
He has like 20 packs of tea, snacks, fever wipes, pillows, a teddy bear, honey (which helps with a sore throat), and a bunch of water bottles.
He's holding this all in a huge bag and I think that that's not even half of what he brought for me.
"Hey, baby." I say, my voice croaky.
"A little birdy told me you weren't feeling well." He says, unpacking some things onto my table before coming over and kissing me hello.
"No kisses. You'll get sick too." I groan, pulling away.
"Don't worry about me, sweetheart." He says, giving me one more peck on the lips before handing me some food.
Oreos, crisps, fruit salads, donuts, chocolates and pasta. He then pulls out a box of pizza and two bags of McDonald's.
I could marry him and have his kids right there.
"How did you know I was sick, baby?" I say, coughing a little.
"I always know when you're sick, darling." He says, placing a hamd on my forehead.
"I've brought loads of things to help you feel better, but let's eat and wait to use them first, okay?"
I nod and we both instantly start digging in. He puts on a film, and we watch while we eat.
After about half an hour, he cleans up for us and lays me back down, turning on his 'looking after me' mode.
He gives me some medicine and plays a cool wipe on my forehead, making me some tea while I watch TV and chat to him.
He looks after me the whole day, and I feel like that just because of his love, I got better in no time.
âĒ ðĶððððĄððĻ ðŦðĒðððĨð âĒ
- Makes everyone know your his in the form of jewelry.
"Mattheo! You really didn't have to!" I say, excited as I open the small black box.
It's my birthday and Mattheo had booked us in for this really fancy dinner and hotel.
We had already ate dinner and he was now giving me even more gifts in our hotel room.
He's gotten me clothes, some books, a designer handbag and a bunch of other objects and little things that I loved.
And now, we were on the bed, and he was giving me my last gift which was apparently the best.
And, it really was.
It was a diamond neckless.
Real diamonds.
There was a diamond heart on the necklace, like a pendant but so much better.
The back of the heart was flat but still shiny, and it had a picture of me and Mattheo carved onto it.
"It's precious, Mattheo. I don't know what to say... it's beautiful." I whisper, tears springing to my eyes as I look up at him.
He gently puts it back into the box, bringing me into his arms. "I'm so glad you like it baby."
"I don't like it. I love it." I say, squeezing him tight and kissing his lips.
"I can't thank you enough, baby, I-"
"No need to thank me. You deserve this and so much more."
-
I love it when Mattheo gets me jewelry because they always had a deeper meaning.
My promise ring had our initials engraved on it, and all of my bracelets had his name on it.
He wants everyone to know that I'm his and by the ammount of time that I spend talking about him to everyone I know, I think it's pretty obvious.
Even with earrings, he found a way to get customised earrings so that it's something that only we understand.
I love him.
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