Trouble with hp love at first sight

"By the way, there are candles!"

After Harry put the last big candied cherry on the cake, he straightened up and looked at the cake he had just made to find the last thing missing. He waved his wand and conjured a big golden 20 candle, He lit it, and walked towards Snape, holding the finished masterpiece up.

"Make a wish." He smiled at today's birthday star.

Snape closed the book in his hand, he looked at Harry holding the cake, the shaking of the candle cast a dancing orange light on his face, that ridiculous face was endowed with other things at this moment Meaning—the kind that should be fresh in his memory.

"On ridiculous wishes." Snape stood up, his face showing sarcasm.

Apparently he didn't believe in the idea of ​​birthday wishes.

"People always have dreams, maybe one day it will come true, be happy, this is a birthday once a year - why don't you tell your wish, maybe it will come true." Harry Shrugging, suddenly he was full of curiosity about Snape's wish, and began to lobby Snape to tell him.

Oh, if that wasn't too difficult to do - he'd try to help Snape get his wish.

Anyway, that old bastard has been silently helping him.

This is his repayment.

Snape stared at the young man who had curiosity written all over his face until his hairs stood on end.

He bowed his head and blew out the candle.

"You said you were going to grant my wish," Snape said softly.

Maybe it was the devil who bewitched him in his ear finally convinced him, he pulled Harry over and grabbed the cake tray with his other hand, and he looked deeply into the emerald green eyes under the glasses.

How could he unwrap his present without making the young man want to run away? —No, he won't run away.

Snape saw the obsession hidden deep in those eyes, just as it had been when they first met, and it had never faded.

Oh, this is what he has in his hand.

"Daniel." He said the young man's name, and the voice seemed to be kissing Harry's eardrum.

"Don't you want to eat the cake?" Harry's scalp was numb, his mind was blank, and he looked at the cake.

If not cake - what would Severus want?

Harry suddenly felt a tickle in his throat, he looked at Snape in a daze, and smiled, "Let's cut the cake."

"But according to the sequence, after blowing out the candles, it's time to unwrap the presents." Snape said as he floated the plate of cakes onto the table.

He turned to look at Harry, his black eyes were full of desire, as if he was watching something he was thinking about.

He had really thought about it for a long time, and Daniel was quite stubborn and stuck to that damn line. His thoughts were really easy to understand, and he thought that a simple agreement could stop it—no, it would only make the relationship between them worse. more simple.

He quickly pulled out his wand and waved it at the young man who was dazed and confused, and a golden red ribbon that Daniel loved was tied around his neck with a bow.

"Unwrap presents." Snape reminded again, and he stretched out his hand to undo the bow.

"Stop!—I'm not—" Present!

Harry pushed against the pressing chest, but when his hand touched the warm body, the beating of the heart under the chest made his hand lose resistance all at once.

"Duplicate little liar." Snape kissed Harry's forehead.

Just like this, they still clamored to separate the beds.

He didn't mind sharing a bed with an enthusiastic young man at all, since they both enjoyed it so much.

"Do it again?" Snape looked into those emerald eyes burning with lust.

He thought about another pose in the book.

Harry glanced at Snape, who hesitated but nodded.

"I still have to cut the cake." He reminded.

"I'll give you cake, I'll feed you whatever you want," Snape said so generously.