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“Oh yes, it’s my daily morning routine,” Lou teased playfully. Actually, he wasn’t all that clumsy; Lou was too careful with everything around him to be clumsy, but butterbeer changed things, didn’t it? As she kissed his head and promised him some ice cream, Louis laughed, shaking his head with amusement. Vinnie would never see him as an actual grown boy, would she? It was amazing he was actually a year older than her, too. “This ‘Little Cherub’ would appreciate that, thank you.”
… WAIT. Had he just called HIMSELF Little Cherub? Oh crap wait— Now Vinnie was totally going to take that as a free pass to call him that all the time. Stupid butterbeer making him say stupid things. And still, the boy finished off his bottle and was already reaching out for a third.
He snorted, opening the bottle of butterbeer, as Vinnie decided they were ‘hardcore’. Yeah, real ‘hardcore’ to be having photoshoots with him dressed up as a giant, lanky version of a baby cherub. This conversation wasn’t weird at all, nope. Thank Merlin there were no witnesses around… He had to admit, though, he liked being a total weirdo with Vinnie. The girl was charming and accepting, probably the most judgement-free person he had ever met.
Louis raised his dark eyebrows when she decided he would have to get a leather jacket too. “Alright, then. I’ll get one that reads ‘Butterbeer Victim’. We’ll match.” He grinned and held up his bottle to toast to their brand new, nonexistent matching band jackets. He took a sip from his drink after, and gazed at the fireplace absentmindedly, just then realizing they were still sitting on the floor, their backs against the sofa. “How would you feel about some roasted marshmallows?” asked Louis, turning to Vinnie with a smile.
„And i got worried for a second“, Vinnie laughed,
“ dont scare me again dude.“ The girl actually wondered if he was being serious or if he was joking...maybe he fell out ouf bed every morning? She had fallen out of bed more than once. Not on purpose though. As he started laughing the brunette beamed, he seemed to be fine. Had he just called himself little cherub? Ohhhhh this was perfect, so he approved of the nickname. Finally, that took quite some time. Smiiirk. Louis aka little cherub 24/7. Heh.
„I'll get you some little cherub, you stay here and dont move.“ Otherwise he might hurt himself again. With that she grabbed her butterbeer and emptied with one large gulp. Ice cream and ice for his head now.
Coming back with a bowl of vanilla ice cream and some ice to put on his head she smiled at her friend.
„There you go, little cherub.“ This was the start of her overusing his nickname. This was gonna be good. Maybe she could get Jun to call him that too, that would be hilarious.
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Together we are the hardcore cherubs“, the Slytherin laughed. That would be a real awesome band name and no other band would have ever thought of that. Instead of white cloths they could wear leather and the wings could be on their shoes. Make it all cool. But first valentines had to pass cause they needed to promote Louis image change properly. That would be so much fun.
Butterbeer thief and butterbeer victim. They we're some sort of a pair.“
Yeeessssssss“, she nodded excitedly,“ and everyone would ask so how did you meet and we could point to our jackets.“ No boring stories about how it was faith and hitting of right away blah blah, just their jackets. And who didnt get it, wasnt worth it anyway. Totally. Vinnie opened up another bottle of buttebeer and toasted.
„ To us“, she beamed and took her first sip of the fresh bottle. Roasted marshmallows? Vinnie could hear some bells ring in her head and licked her lips.
“ I love roasted marshmallows“, the brunette nodded,“
food is the key to my heart.“