Loving You is Red

Onyx Derouin

Dramatic- Loyal- Growing- Soft Boi
 
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OOC First Name
Jess S
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Married
Sexual Orientation
Eternally Smitten
Wand
Cedar Wood, Hippogriff Feather core, 13 1/2 inches
Age
12/23/2033 (27)
Onyx was just all Hufflepuffs and Slytherins. Didn't Gryffindors need love too? Or Ravenclaws? He made his way out of the castle, having asked around enough to have a vague idea of who he was looking for. "Exscuse me, is Vivian Brackenstall out here? The handsome devil has a secret admirer." He called out cheerily, scanning the courtyard.
 
Vivian couldn't help but be nervous about today. He hadn't made any plans about the dance yet, and was on the fence about whether or not to go. He didn't love the thought of watching Tristan cavort with his latest girlfriend, but hiding and stewing in the jealousy that wouldn't abate would only make things worse. It would be better for everyone if he attended the dance on his own, and hoped to find someone to spend time with there. He had taken to the courtyard to enjoy the sunshine for a bit before going to get ready, settled in a corner with his notebook, working on a short poem to hopefully give Tristan tonight, after the dance. Vivian was absorbed in his words when he heard his own name, glancing up. He had been hoping to get a rose from Tristan, and he was about to make his presence known when the boy continued and Vivian felt his face heat up, shocked to hear someone so young talking about him that way. He almost retreated entirely, too nervous to respond, but his inner voice reminding him to act more like Tristan spoke up and he gathered himself, raising his hand shyly. "I'm Vivian." He said slowly, voice almost too soft to hear.
 
Onyx hardly heard the boy who responded, but he heard him nonetheless. Onyx relaxed. He should probably be a little more less himself. He walked over to Vivian. "Well, I can understand why you have an admirer." He spoke lightheartedly, blushing a bit. He really was a gorgeous guy.

He pulled the red rose from his basket, offering it to the boy with a flourish. "Whoever you're dancing with tonight will be the luckiest lady there," his sapphire eyes twinkled. Okay, he couldn't help it. Vivian was too adorable to not tell him so.
 
Vivian's heart fluttered as the rose bearer approached, hoping that the delivery for him would be from Tristan. He doubted anyone else would send him one, but it was still a possibility. His eyes were still on the younger boy's basket when he spoke again but they snapped up, a blush creeping onto his face. Why was this boy talking like this? Had... Tristan asked him to? That didn't make any sense. It was jarring, and shocked Vivian out of his excitement. The comment about dancing only made him more anxious. Vivian didn't even know where to begin with the fact that he wasn't going to be doing any dancing at the ball, and even if he did it wouldn't be with a lady. Luckily the boy had also retrieved the rose, and relief washed over Vivian at the sight that it was red. Tristan... Vivian hadn't had any doubt that the rose from Tristan would be red, but it was still a relief to recieve. He took the flower gratefully, looking to see if there was an attached message.
 
Onyx could've smacked himself. He was so excited for a red rose and so caught up in the boy that received it that he almost forgot the note. He reached into the basket and pulled it out, handing it to the boy with a light blush.

"Sorry bout that, Mate. Here we are."
I love you.
- T
 

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