Katchup

In that moment, Hayden realized that three kisses were not enough - he needed more. He yearned for Patrick's touch and longed to feel his presence. "Four?" he asked with a mischievous grin, his eyes sparkling with desire.

Without wasting a moment, Hayden leaned in to claim another kiss from his lover, fully aware that they had important work to attend to. As their lips met, he could feel the electric energy that always seemed to pass between them.

Knowing that time was short before they would be forced to part once again, Hayden silently held out his hand for Patrick to take, a silent invitation for them to move forward together. He couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment knowing that, even in the midst the mundane, they had each other.

Just like Hayden he came to the terms that three kisses weren't enough to satisfy his craving for Hayden. Like a kid at a candy store, he craved and yearned for his touch and closeness. Letting out a chuckle he was about to reply before he was pulled back towards Hayden once again.


Once again washed in a shower of emotions of fiery passion, his hands roamed all over him taking him in like it was his last moment with him. Savoring every touch of his hands and lips, he felt the electric energy that ran through him ever time the touched or kissed.

Gasping for air, he put his hand in his and squeezed it. "Onward to the mundane plile of homework and esaays fun..." He could tell by the tone of his voice it was sarcasm. Despite knowing that theu had piles of work that needed go be done they had each other to lean on.

Hayden emitted a soft chuckle, shaking his head in amusement, while affectionately squeezing Patrick's hand. "Backward?" he quizzically questioned, arching a single eyebrow. As they made their way back to the library, retracing their steps, he couldn't help but acknowledge the irony of it all. Returning to the very place they had departed from, a symbolic representation of their dedication to academic pursuits. "Homework," he mused, his voice carrying a note of determination, "it's the groundwork that propels us forward, enabling us to forge ahead in our lives." The prospect of journeying together, hand in hand, into the future filled Hayden with a sense of warmth and contentment. It was a notion he wholeheartedly embraced.

Nuzzling Hayden's hand against his cheek he walked with the love of his life back towards the library. With a amused smiled he replied, "Backwards? You know if you say that I might go back to kissing you again." He wasn't being mendacious about that either, he wanted to snog him until he was blue in the face. "Also so boring it makes you do more fun things cause it bores the life out of you." Grinning mischievous as he said that seeing how what just happened between them. The future scared him and not seeing Hayden or his friends again freighted him, but he knew Hayden or them would never leave him and with that they could face anything head first.

Hayden chuckled softly, his head shaking in gentle amusement. "No, that is definitely forwards," he said, his voice filled with a warm affection. Kissing forwards, their journey together, while leaving behind the weight of the world in the library of their past. It felt right to Hayden, a path that promised fewer arduous homework nights and more cherished moments with Patch. A lot more Patch.

As they reached the table where Hayden had momentarily abandoned his work, he approached with utmost care, making sure not to let go of Patrick's hand. It was as if their intertwined fingers were now inseparable, destined to remain entwined for the rest of eternity. Hayden pulled out a chair, taking a seat, all the while keeping his hand firmly clasped in Patrick's. With just one hand occupied, the other now belonged to Patrick.

Patrick looked up at him with a look of astonishment but pure happiness in his eyes.  "F..Forward?  Y..You mean you want more of me?"  Patch was lost for words he couldn't get himself to speak at how amazed Hayden wanted him, he didn't underestimate why theirs tons of hotter and more sexier guys then him around this castle he knew that for sure.  All he was a quiet somewhat reserved guy who loved poetry and was a bit shy at times. But being with no one but Hayden felt right, like his safe haven and his happiness.  

Taking a seat, he looked at the pile he looked through the papers with left hand his right intertwined in Hayden's not letting go as if his life depended on it.  "Okay... which of these nightmares do we want to knock out first?  I'm really good in Potions it's my best subject."  Looking at the potions papers he knew that'll be a piece of cake for him.

Hayden's heart swelled with affection as he smiled at Patrick, admiring the way he reacted. "A lot more," he replied, savoring the warmth that spread through his chest whenever he was with him. It was incredible how Patrick had this effect on him, how he made him feel so alive and happy.

He struggled to find the right words to describe Patrick, but it didn't matter. The way his eyes sparkled whenever he looked at him, the way he blushed when he was embarrassed, the way he held onto him as they pored over the paperwork - all of it was simply perfect. Hayden couldn't ask for anything more from Patch, except perhaps for him to see himself the way Hayden saw him - beautiful, kind, and utterly captivating.

"Okay, we can do Potions," Hayden agreed, feeling a tingle of excitement at the prospect of spending more time with Patrick. "That class isn't really one of my best. I tend to get a little distracted sometimes." With his right hand, he pulled out the potions book and laid it out on the table, flipping it open so that the front cover thumped against the wooden surface.

Seeing Hayden's smile always put a smile on his face, no matter if he was sad or upset his smile brighten his day and made everything okay.  Blushing at his reply Patch looked into his beautiful blue eyes with his hazel eyes look into his with admiration and love.  " Good cause I can't walk away from the boy I'm falling for, it vertically impossible at this point."  He was to far deep in feelings for him that it was too late to turn back now.  Yes a long time since forever, Patrick Underwood had feelings for a guy but this wasn't just some guy he was his whole world and life.

Patch couldn't express how significant he was to his life,  Hayden made it worth living and made his days brighter just by being with him.  He loved how Hayden could brighten the room up wirh his smile and charming personality, it was impossible for anyone to hate him.  From his gorgeous blue eyes to how Hayden found him at his lowest and showed him how worthy he was, something no one done in a long time besides his mother.  Everything about him he admire and adored, he was lost without Hayden in his life.

"Okay Potions it is,  let's see explain the good side effects of Felix Felicis and the bad side effects are agaisnt using it or think it should used?"  Holding Hayden's hand in his he bit his lip thinking.  "I mean there's good and bad to every potion you make,  just like wands are you going to ban them cause they're wrongfully used?  I think if you use it for good intentions then yes, but just to get lucky on a Quidditch match no."   Blushing he realized he was rambling.  "Oops sorry, I was rambling wasn't I?"

As Hayden listened Patrick began to delve into the topic of Felix Felicis and its effects on the paper, his mind struggled to stay focused on the task at hand. Caught up in his own thoughts and the magnetic presence of Patrick, Hayden found himself only half-listening to Patrick's words. However, when Patrick apologized for rambling, Hayden's cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, indicating his embarrassment at being distracted.

"No, please continue," Hayden reassured Patrick with a warm smile, gently squeezing his hand as a gesture of support. With a concerted effort, he refocused his attention on the subject of discussion: Felix Felicis, the liquid luck potion.

Hayden began to articulate his thoughts, carefully choosing his words. "The use of Felix Felicis should be approached with caution," he explained. "Overindulgence in the potion can lead to recklessness, as the drinker may rely too heavily on the potion's effects. However, I personally don't see a problem with using it in moderation. It doesn't do the work for you; rather, it instills a profound belief in oneself."

As Hayden expressed his perspective, he maintained eye contact with Patrick, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. He believed that the potion's primary benefit lay in bolstering one's self-confidence and facilitating clear decision-making.

Whenever Patch got started talking on things he loves it was hard for him to stop rambling, and he was rather good and liked potions.   Although if his father could only see his gifts instead of his disappointments that he thought Patrick brought upon him.  Deep in thoughts he snapped back to reality seeing Hayden smiling he smiled back.  "You were half listening weren't you?  It's ok I still love you."  Giving him a quick kiss he reminded himself.   "Right sorry homework only!"  Looking back down at his essay he nodded in agreement.


Looking at Hayden his mind like Hayden's struggled to stay on the task at hand,  all he can focus on was his lips and the way his hair fell over his eyes that he wanted to push away from his beautiful blue eyes.  '"Absolutely right, think you got a full page right there just on what we talked about we make a good team.  Although it's hard to focus on you talking when I want to kiss those lips of yours but self control." Giving him a soft warm smile he was happy to spend time with his lover even if was doing mundane amount of homework.