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You were sitting on the floor in front of the couch in between Thor's legs since he was currently braiding your hair. You smiled content with yourself at the feel of Thor's thick fingers running through your hair. Of course you didn't have a thing for the God of Thunder. No, you were in a relationship with his brother. Loki was currently no where in sight and since you knew he felt jealously when he saw you with his brother, you decided that now would be a good time to hang out with Thor. The two of you were very bored and Thor couldn't help but start playing with your hair when he saw you twirling your hair in your index finger. You were wa

"Is it true that before Marco died, you two were gay for each other?" Eren asked, looking over at Jean who was sitting on the other side of Mikasa. You rolled your eyes and lazily scooped another spoonful of soup into your mouth. "Wha- Shut up titan-boy! That's a false accusation, I-I wasn't with Marco!" Jean protested, leaning over the table so he could see past Mikasa and at Eren. "It's a good thing you sat in between them." You said to her. "It doesn't seem like it's doing much of a difference." She muttered. "You're not denying that you're gay though, horse-face." Eren said. "Oooh, Ymir told me that she heard moans coming from your r

You quickly placed some chocolates in a small box, making sure it was perfect afterwards. You then tied a ribbon around it. Hearing footsteps approach you, you quickly hid the box. Raven walked over to you, raising an eyebrow. "What were you just doing?" She asked, curious. You bit your lip nervously—then shaking your head. "N-nothing," you responded, furrowing your eyebrows together. "So, was it just my imagination when I saw you hide something, right?" Raven smirked. "Alright. You caught me." You replied, raising your arms in defeat. You brought out the box from its little hiding area, and you untied the ribbon and showed it to Raven.

Harry sighed through his nose, running a hand through his messy dark hair. God, why did she have to be so perfect? She sat in the courtyard, on the other side, sitting with her best friend, Luna Lovegood. They were both talking, her eyes alive with passion on whatever subject she was talking about. It couldn't be him. No, it couldn't. She gently pushed some of her hair out of her eyes, continuing to talk to Luna with that perfect smile on her face. Harry sighed quietly again, his two friends Ron and Hermione once again arguing about something. He didn't care right now, though. There was something much more distracting, and it was on the ot