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Dec 5: Charlie/Kingsley, Attention
Title: Attention
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Rating: PG
Pairing: Charlie Weasley/Kingsley Shacklebolt
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adventdrabbles' Dec 05 Prompt: Frozen Pond
Word Count: 100
Warnings: none
A/N: All entries to this series can be found here.
Walking along the path by the frozen pond, Charlie thought it might have been a good idea to have donned a scarf and gloves. And maybe he should have bought proper winter boots as well.
"Is everything alright with you?" Kingsley asked and took Charlie's hand.
Usually, Charlie would have perceived the gesture as romantic, now he just loved that it was warm. "Yes, yes, perfect," he said and tried to ignore that his feet were almost frozen through. Manly men didn't feel the cold, he told himself and tried very much not to shiver.
"You'd rather be somewhere else, it seems," Kingsley said and dropped Charlie's hand.
"No! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" But he couldn't explain it, now, could he? Kingsley was an Auror, surely he wouldn't come unprepared to an outing like this. Nor would he be terribly impressed by Charlie whining about his feet being cold. And Charlie desperately wanted Kingsley to be impressed.
"You've been distracted since we got here."
"No, listen, maybe if we went home and—"
"I am going home. Alone. Call me if you decide you really want to spend time with me," Kingsley said and Disapparated.
"Well. Fuck."
Author:
gin_tonic/me_midgetRating: PG
Pairing: Charlie Weasley/Kingsley Shacklebolt
Prompt: Written for
adventdrabbles' Dec 05 Prompt: Frozen PondWord Count: 100
Warnings: none
A/N: All entries to this series can be found here.
Walking along the path by the frozen pond, Charlie thought it might have been a good idea to have donned a scarf and gloves. And maybe he should have bought proper winter boots as well.
"Is everything alright with you?" Kingsley asked and took Charlie's hand.
Usually, Charlie would have perceived the gesture as romantic, now he just loved that it was warm. "Yes, yes, perfect," he said and tried to ignore that his feet were almost frozen through. Manly men didn't feel the cold, he told himself and tried very much not to shiver.
"You'd rather be somewhere else, it seems," Kingsley said and dropped Charlie's hand.
"No! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" But he couldn't explain it, now, could he? Kingsley was an Auror, surely he wouldn't come unprepared to an outing like this. Nor would he be terribly impressed by Charlie whining about his feet being cold. And Charlie desperately wanted Kingsley to be impressed.
"You've been distracted since we got here."
"No, listen, maybe if we went home and—"
"I am going home. Alone. Call me if you decide you really want to spend time with me," Kingsley said and Disapparated.
"Well. Fuck."
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(BTW you have the pairing listed as Sev/Harry on this)
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