oc3anlvsu

[oc3anlvsu]

~𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥~

𝐑𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Even Though you’ve been friends for years every time you and Ron interact it always starts or ends with him stuttering and blushing like a fool you never quite figured out why until one summer at the burrow

The sound of creaking word could be heard throughout the burrow as ginny bolted down the stairs skipping a few on her way down with me right on her tail at the Weasley home. It was either you got down to eat breakfast first or you didn’t eat at all just as I was about to make my final jump down the stairs my front crashed into something rather hard. I thought it might have been a wall but when I opened my eyes and looked up. I saw the unmistakable red hair of ron weasley

During the fall, his hands had Landed just above my waist to stable himself and me. I would be lying if I said a slight red didn’t coat my cheeks but his was nearly as dark as the colour of his hair.

“morning ron“ I tried my best to smile even though I was beaming on the inside

As he looked down at me, his eyes wide as the stuttering began

“m-morn y-you look good I M-MEAN N-NOT G-GOOD!“ The blush on his cheeks just kept getting worse and worse as his eyebrows pinched together trying to save himself but failing horribly I couldn’t help but giggle and it seemed to only make it worse as his eyes travelled down from my face pausing on my chest then my waist as his eyes widen even further

“I-i have to uhm!“ he gestures to the stairs above me pushing past me lightly rushing up the stairs like his life depended on it. I can’t help but watch him in curiosity and slightly weirded out. But I shrug nonetheless finally walking over to the table to grab some breakfast which was probably all gone by the rate that Fred and George eat. 

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It had been about an hour since breakfast most of the Weasley’s were outside playing a game of Quidditch but I opted to stay inside and catch up on my reading as I was about to turn the page. I heard somebody coming down from the third floor as I looked up from my book, I saw Ron straightening out his shirt blush free this time

He tore his gaze away from his shirt, catching mine as he smiled at me

“ Where is everyone?“

I gesture to the window behind my head

“playing quidditch Are you gonna join them?“ I was hoping the slight desperation for him to stay with me wasn’t obvious. Or the look of relief on my face when he shook his head and sat down next to me our thighs nearly touching as he looked over my shoulder to see what I was reading

I moved closer to him, resting my shoulder against his as I leaned my head down to rest on where his neck and shoulder met. I could already feel the burn of blush radiating from his neck. As he tried to speak.

“s-so why d-didn’t you..p-play?“

I chuckled slightly into his neck, making the blush even worse as he shifted in his seat

“ I was waiting for you“

He laughed slightly. I couldn’t tell if he was uncomfortable or genuinely laughing.

“oh yeah?“

I nodded, lifting my head up from resting against his neck to look at him “ I wanted to ask you something“

He looked slightly nervous but nodded nonetheless turning his body to face me our knees touching

“why do you always blush or stutter when I talk to you or godric even touch you?“

He looked slightly shocked a blush deeper than the one already placed upon his cheeks began to creep up from his neck the tips of his ears turning crimson as he looked down at his lap and smiled slightly

“ I thought it was obvious by now godric You really are daft sometimes aren’t you?“

At this comment, it was my turn to blush scoffing slightly

“ Elaborate?“

He rolled his eyes, dipping his head back for a split second exposing his atoms apple he huffed facing me again

“ I mean I thought it was obvious with all the not so secret checking out and stuttered out compliments I like you idiot“

That was the most bold sentence you’d ever heard from ron Weasley And it had left you Blushing redder than he’d ever before 

[oc3anlvsu]

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

~𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐫~

Every day as you’d sit in class, you’d always feel the unmistakeable burn of eyes drilling into the back of Your head or to put it more frankly your ass as you’d go to get potion ingredients or stand up to ask the professor a question you’d always ignore the burning stares never turning to meet the eye of whoever was sending them your way but one day you made the mistake of turning around

“I swear Angelina I can't take it anymore!“ I turned my head to the left to hiss in her ear as I felt the burn of eyes travelling from the back of my head down to my waist as always, she rolled her eyes at me

“ Then turn around“ 

I Decided today was the day. I’d finally follow her word. Turning around rather sharply in my seat to glare at whatever perverted boy was making my classes hell every day but my plan was cut short as I turned around and met the burning stare of the one and only Fred Weasley he was staring at me like I was some sort of prey and he was the predator eyes going from my burning red cheeks all the way down to my ankles I could practically feel my cheeks heating up like a furnace as he finally tore his gaze away from my skirt to meet my eyes. I wanted to rip that sly smirk off his face as he eyed my burning cheeks and snickered to himself slightly before winking at me and finally tearing his gaze away from me to 'focus’ on whatever rubbish professor snape was sprouting out as I turned back in my chair to face the front I thought to myself

𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝



[oc3anlvsu]

No because it actually made me rethink all my life decisions 

cause wtf was that

[oc3anlvsu]

It’s giving nonchalant psychopath and I’m here for it

and for breakfast he's serving exactly what the handler is...CUNT