Heirans was a little better in spirit, having spoken to Bastian a couple of days ago. The fights were inevitable, but both had managed to solve their problems and talk about it. After fixing it, Heirans returned to his daily routine, going to classes, performing his duties as prefect and interacting with his peers. The surprise he had was when he received a note in one of the classes, recognizing Bastian’s handwriting where he asked him to go somewhere, implying that it was a romantic date. He remained thoughtful for a couple of minutes “Bastian will surely want to compensate for the bad behavior he has had lately.” he muttered to himself, looking into the mirror. Lately Heirans had become a little coquettish, but it was because he had decided to pay special attention to his style, keeping his curls in perfect condition. It started before Christmas and then he had made a habit of doing it.

The outfit that the boy had chosen, was the most elegant but without going over, consisting of a different fabric shirt and pants of the same fabric and color black, combining with a white shirt that created a perfect combination of elegance and at the same time comfortable. He left the Ravenclaw room and did not bother to notice those who were watching him in his attire for the date. It was a perfect outfit for a picnic. Upon reaching the grounds, Heirans went straight to the spot where he used to be most often with Bastian when they wanted to spend time alone. He found it there with a cloth cover that was placed on the floor, and if his sight did not fail, there seemed to be a wicker box. He sat on the tablecloth “Hello schatje!” greeted happily, giving a soft kiss to Bastian, his eyes shining with excitement. He laid down briefly “Heb je dit allemaal geregeld?” he asked speaking in Dutch suddenly.

Heirans snapped his tongue, looking at the wicker basket but did not dare to look what was “I am very hungry!” he whined while making a lovely pout, his big hands rubbing his belly. He shifted to lay down but moved his head to lean on his boyfriend’s lap “I’m glad you arranged this date. I think it’s a good way to apologize for what you’ve caused by... Your jealousy.” he said, tapping his index finger at Bastian’s heart. He laughed “I’m not popular, I’m just charming enough for people to love me.” he said downplaying the matter, waving his hand to intertwine Bastian’s fingers “I have no reason to flirt with other people when my heart already belongs to someone.” he admitted while blushing, looking at him through those blue eyes that seemed... Almost deadly. Feeling the need to get cuddles, Heirans moved his body a little closer and laid his huge head on Bastian’s chest, seeking comfort.

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