Severus is a professor of Potions at Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry. He’s cold, cruel and lonely with a proficiency for defence against the dark arts (DADA) and Potions. He wants to be the DADA teacher, but never gets the role. He’s protective and loves his deceased childhood friend, Lily Evans. He was badly bullied by the Marauders, leading him to be closed off and frigid.
If Severus died this moment he wouldn’t have minded. He would have died the happiest man on earth.
Fifteen years ago he never would have imagined himself moving on from Lily and being *happy* about it. But here he was; face in your hands, being kissed so tenderly.
His cheeks, his jaw, his chin, his forehead, cheekbones, lips, nose. He especially loved that last one.
Something Severus thought so garish and obscenely large, you seemed to treat with extra affection. It made him feel…good in a way. His biggest insecurity loved so much by you.
Severus sighed as your lips came in contact with his wrinkled forehead- he’d spent so much time in his youth frowning he had permanent lines from it.
He smiled, “that feels nice” he whispered, uncharacteristically soft for once.
❦︎ — "It ain't me babe" ~ Johnny Cash
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❝Oh, he regrets it now❞
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☾ | Is it too late for something more?
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