Whiskey Chocolate

Albus was woken up by the scream of the warning charm set outside the room, which only he could hear and went straight to his mind, maybe he should consider changing the spell, the sound was too loud, he rubbed his slightly painful Temple opened the window of his second-floor room.The village has always been peaceful, so it is impossible for someone to send him a letter at this late hour. Who is the unexpected visitor?

At the same moment, the protective spell outside the window was broken, and a golden shadow broke into Albus's room together with the moonlight. The soft moonlight sprinkled on the desk, and a quill seemed to like the intruder happily. He flies up and down.

"Gellert!" Albus never expected Grindelwald to come and climb his window in the middle of the night without sleep.

Grindelwald reached out and caressed the coquettish quill. It felt good, and it was as addictive as Albus's hair. He looked at Albus meaningfully, "I didn't expect your taste to be so... Childlike." Who would have thought that the plain and decent Albus pajamas that he usually wears turned out to be a starry sky, with meteors passing through it from time to time, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an enlarged version of children's pajamas.

Albus recalled the quill in Grindelwald's hand, and the quill reluctantly left Grindelwald and hovered obediently beside him. He smiled and said, "The starry sky is always fascinating, isn't it? So you broke in so late My room is just to see the style of my pajamas?"

Grindelwald leaned close to Albus, smirked in his ear and said, "Actually, I'd rather take it off." Satisfied to see Albus's reddened ears, he talked about his real purpose. After reading those manuscripts, the content in them made him sleepless with excitement, and he was eager to share and discuss immediately. This was a new habit he had picked up after coming here and meeting Albus. I don't think sharing is such a pleasant thing, after all, most people are just experimental subjects for him.

Grindelwald glanced at the only chair in the room with distaste and naturally pulled Albus over to sit on the bed. It was not a good idea for them to talk about standing for a long time.Grindelwald talked excitedly about his thoughts and opinions, Albus tilted his head and listened quietly to occasionally give his own opinions, and the quill, thinking that its owner hadn't noticed, sneaked to Grindelwald's side and was acting coquettishly. Rubbing the back of his hand.

Albus looked at Grindelwald's eyes and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised. Even in the soft moonlit night, his eyes were as dazzling as the sun. No wonder the little guy likes him so much. Who can resist such charm?

"It likes you very much. It's rare, even my family members are rarely close to him."

"This little guy doesn't seem to be the feather of an ordinary bird."

"It's Phoenix Feather. Every heir to Dumbledore's family will appear by itself when he is born. My father also has one. It suddenly disappeared one day in his third year in Azkaban. It didn't take long for us to take over. Got the news of his death. I heard that the phoenix would come when Dumbledore needed it, and my great-great-grandfather had a phoenix, but it never came back.”

Albus' tone seemed a little disappointed, Grindelwald reached out and hugged Albus, there was nothing more appropriate than a hug at this time.Albus longed for the warmth of Grindelwald's arms and the support brought by his shoulders, which made him much more at ease.

"I'm a little sleepy."

"Sleep then." Grindelwald tightened his arms.

"Gellert, how can I sleep if you hold me?"

As soon as Grindelwald pushed hard, they both hugged and fell on the bed, "Like this."

Albus looked at Grindelwald angrily and amusedly, he always chose to indulge Grindelwald's occasional willfulness and strength, "You must at least let me turn over, I can't sleep facing you. "

Grindelwald feigned displeasure, "Based on the number of suitors I have, I don't think I'm ugly enough to keep you awake."

Albus caressed Grindelwald's handsome face, recorded it inch by inch and engraved it in his heart. He said softly, "You know why."

"Because I fascinate you." Grindelwald said affirmatively.

"Yes, you fascinate me, I can't sleep in front of you."

Satisfied with Albus' answer, Grindelwald relaxed the strength of his arms so that Albus could freely adjust his preferred sleeping position.

In the end, Albus chose to turn his back on Grindelwald, and Grindelwald immediately posted up and hugged him from behind. Grindelwald seemed to like hugging him from behind, and of course he himself liked it very much.

"Albus, your hands are so cold." Grindelwald sighed, he held Albus's hand and tried to warm it, "Although early summer is not as hot as midsummer, your hands are too cold." Grindelwald said He was about to use magic to warm Albus's hands.

Albus stopped Grindelwald, he thought it was very good, he likes the feeling of nature, even a wizard’s life does not need to use magic everywhere, magic makes life more convenient, but also makes people lose contact with nature fun of.

Grindelwald felt nothing about Albus's little persistence, and it was only normal that Albus was obsessed with him and found various excuses to have physical contact.

They lay on the bed and chatted aimlessly. Grindelwald originally wanted to go back and read those materials, but he fell asleep first. Albus called him twice and didn't get an answer. Leaning on his chest and counting his heartbeat, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.