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iamgonnagetyouback · 2 days ago
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I would also love to get a frostbite with the prompt "You can't just say things like that!" "Why? Because it makes you blush?" with james 💕💕
Thank you so much requesting, bun! I hope you like it <33
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ˋ°•*⁀➷ JAMES POTTER #9: "You can't just say things like that!" "Why? Because it makes you blush?"
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The two of you were sitting by the lake, legs stretched out in front, hands barely an inch apart. The sun was beginning to dip, casting a warm, orange glow over the grounds, and you were wrapped up in James’s old Quidditch jumper because you’d “forgotten” to bring a coat. (Not that he minded lending it to you—he lived for moments like these.)
He’d been telling you some ridiculous story about Sirius trying to charm the Great Hall's tables into flying around during breakfast, but somewhere along the line, he’d trailed off, his gaze softening as he looked at you.
“What?” you asked, tilting your head at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
He shrugged, giving you that dimpled grin that always got him out of trouble. “Can’t help it. You look… beautiful.”
Your eyes went wide as a blush crept up your cheeks. “You can’t just… say things like that!”
“Why not?” His grin grew, clearly pleased with your reaction.
“Because!” you spluttered, fidgeting with the edge of his sleeve. “It… it makes people flustered!”
“Ah,” he said, scooting a little closer. “So it makes you flustered, is what you’re saying?”
“No!” you said, a little too quickly, your cheeks warming even more. “I’m not flustered. I just… I don’t think you can go around calling people beautiful, is all.”
“Oh, really?” He was practically laughing now, clearly enjoying the way you were trying to avoid his gaze.
“Yes, really!” You crossed your arms and lifted your chin, trying to look unaffected. “There are rules to these kinds of things.”
“Rules? Since when have you known me to follow rules?” He smirked, reaching over to tug on the sleeve of his jumper where it hung down past your hand. “Besides, if you’re not flustered, then what’s the problem?”
“Nothing’s the problem,” you muttered, feeling absolutely ridiculous but trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. “I just… I don’t like it when you say things like that out of nowhere. It’s—”
“Adorable?” he supplied, grinning at you, clearly undeterred.
“No! Infuriating!” you shot back, but your face gave you away.
He leaned in just a little closer, his voice softening. “Because it makes you blush?”
Your breath hitched as you tried to come up with a comeback. But, embarrassingly, nothing came. You could only manage an indignant huff, folding your arms tighter.
“See?” he whispered, his smirk downright devilish. “You’re blushing.”
“James Potter, I swear—” you began, but he cut you off by gently taking your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks.
“Yeah?” he asked, his voice almost a whisper as he gazed at you, entirely unbothered. “You swear what?”
“That you’re… you’re…” Your train of thought completely derailed as his thumb brushed your cheek again, leaving you in absolute shambles.
“I’m… what?” he prompted, looking like the most self-satisfied person in the world.
“Impossible,” you muttered, your voice much softer this time.
His smile softened too, a warm and genuine look in his eyes that made your heart skip. “But you love it, don’t you?”
You tried to scoff, but it came out far weaker than intended. “That’s beside the point.”
“Is it?” he asked, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering just a bit longer than necessary.
“Y-Yes,” you mumbled, feeling like you were floating. “It is.”
“Well,” he said, brushing a strand of hair from your face, “good thing I’m not great with rules then, yeah?”
You couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you as you snuggled into his jumper. And in that moment, with the warmth of his laughter and the feel of his arms around you, you couldn’t remember why you’d even tried to deny it in the first place.
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