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“Everything is pink.”


“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”


“I loathe pink.”


“You loathe everything,” Charlie reminded with a cheeky smile.


“I loathe pink even more,” Severus replied, saying the word pink as if it was a bad disease. “Why did you insist I attend this ridiculous event?”


“It’s Ginny’s bridal shower,” Charlie rolled his eyes, “not a ridiculous event at all.”


“As I said,” Severus glared at his younger lover, not at all impressed with the silly smile or laughing eyes. All right, so he was possibly a bit impressed, but he had no intention of letting the brat realize it.


“Well, you see,” he leaned closer, his lips brushing against Severus’ ear, “there is a cloak room down that hallway and I remember that fantasy you had about shagging me in a room next door to all my family and friends.”


“You wicked, wicked man,” Severus gave just the barest hint of a smile before scowling. Arching a brow, he declared, “I believe I have a need for my coat.”


Charlie watched him walk away before discretely following, his smile growing wider as he found himself pulled into the cloak room with thin lips capturing his.