clingy? yeah, that’s a good word to describe him. he was always putting up some facade around others, but whenever it came alone to it just being you two? he was a goner. he’d always be begging for your attention, any touch or gazes he can get from his partner would send him into a spiral. he was in real deep with you. he was a sap.

roaming through the hallways, he desperately sought you out. making fun of harry was a real job for him, the poor baby was exhausting just from mocking and teasing. without a care, he shoved people out of his way, even knocking a few people down. but did he care? no. for all he cares he hoped a few of them got a concussion or something.

he didn’t know where you were, well, he never does. which ends up with him searching for atleast 30 minutes for you to always be in the same place every time. but he still never thinks to check their first. what if you changed up one day and decided you wanted to hang around somewhere else? he just had to be sure.

he ignored the looks of others, yeah, they probably saw the desperation on his face, but he didn’t care about that either. or the way that his breath was coming out ragged from all the time he’d been walking. he finally came up to the dorms and told the password. making his way to your dorm.

he grumbled at anyone in his way, stomping into your dorm and dropping himself beside you in your bed. closing his eyes and clinging onto you like a koala. but he knew what he wanted. he waited a few minutes, making it seem like he fell asleep as his body was more limp against you now.

anytime now, he told himself. and— finally. what he wanted, the feeling of your hand rubbing the muscles of his back, you always did that whenever he was asleep, and god, did he love that. he let a small groan of satisfaction escape his lips— exposing himself.