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Tweak says, "Build me up, Buttercup! "

Chester "Chase" Creevey (chasing_creevey) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-11-12 17:47:00

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zoe cavanhaugh

WHO: Chase and Zoe
WHAT: Being the most adorable couple in the history of the world!
WHERE: Hufflepuff 5th year girls' dorm
WHEN: After classes
RATING: TBD. Not very high, I'd think.
STATUS: Closed and in progress

Chase was bouncing around even more than usual for some strange reason. Apparently he was hyper all of the time (even when he was asleep), according to his brothers, but now that seemed far more evident than ever. He wasn't quite sure why, but that didn't really matter. That energy was going to be put to good use some way or another. And no, that didn't mean doing homework. When did he ever do his homework on time? No, that energy would be put towards going to see his very pretty, very perfect and very amazing girlfriend Zoe.

She was a much better way for him to get rid of all that extra energy, considering that she put up with it so much more easily than others did. She didn't mind the fact that he bounced around like a jumping bean all the time or that he rambled about the most random things at times. And of course he had her kisses to shut him up when he really was talking too much. In essence, Zoe was one of the best things that had ever happened to him. And Chase thought he was more than lucky to have her. That was exactly why he still liked to get her things. Presents.

He had the most amazing girlfriend ever! Why shouldn't he spoil her?

So, with his presents for her safely in hand, he made his way up to the Hufflepuff 5th year girls' dorm. He knocked on the door even though she'd said that there wasn't anyone else in the room and then went in, grinning when he saw her. "Hi Zo," Chase said, holding his gifts for her behind his back. No need to ruin the surprise!

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zoeeee
2008-11-24 07:29 pm UTC (link)

It wasn’t usually all that hard for Zoe to focus on something. She could just sit around with a book or something, but it wasn’t nearly as entertaining or exciting as doing things with Chase. He always seemed to be coming up with something new, something fun. She enjoyed every minute she got to spend with him, whether he was being hyperactive as usual or a little more down to earth and calm. Honestly, the only time she ever cringed while watching Chase do something seemed to be during Quidditch matches. She liked watching them, but she was always afraid that he was going to get hurt. She wasn’t particularly fond of the hospital wing, though she’d go there for him, to stay with him, but she really hoped it didn’t come to that. Otherwise, she was perfectly happy going about her business with Chase by her side.

As far as Zoe was concerned, the moment he kissed her he started off with a clean slate. His past and hers didn’t really matter. The only thing that would matter was if one of them messed up. But she couldn’t see that happening.

There was something about the sincerity of those words that made them special. She knew that millions of people said it every day and that half of the time, people said it even when they didn’t actually love someone, but just to say it because it felt nice to say those words…but Zoe and Chase weren’t misusing them. Those three little words strung together meant everything to her. She was glad that he was there with her, making her forget her senses. Her mind was all confused and hazy as his lips teased her neck. It was muddling with her mind, jumbling her thoughts, turning her brain into a sluggish mess. Of course, she didn’t really plan on thinking about anything at that moment anyway, not that she could have if she tried.

Zoe didn’t mind as his lips lingered at her neck, it was a tantalizingly sensual thing, but there was absolutely nothing wrong with that. When he kissed her again the fact that she’d momentarily remembered how to breathe despite her brain being jumbled didn’t seem to matter because she forgot again. She kissed him back eagerly, though she could still feel the kisses on her neck and it was driving her mad. He was driving her mad. Not that she cared.

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