men.

There’s so many in this world, so many kinds, so many different personalities. Yet none of them even come slightly close.

“hey..stop being sad, it’s okay.”

Another date failed, you got grossed out by something so simply it went complain haywire.

so instinctively you went to elijah, he took you in his arms of course. Let you cry and complain, throw your hands in frustration.

Elijah removes the bows in your silky hair, it was unfortunate how you got so pretty just for these boys to be a disappointment.

he knows he could treat you better, he does, but he also doesn’t want to risk you losing all the purity.

You’re a saint, a sweetheart literally dropped from heaven. How you got into slytherin is a mystery beyond worlds.

But now you’re here, clinging to him like he’s the only source of relaxation to your worries.