Your mouth always had to be doing something. Wether it be chewing on pencils or sucking ice. Naturally, one day, your boyfriend noticed. And he was very good to you, giving you his hoodies so you could suck the strings or getting you the occasional sugar quill from Honeydukes.

One such night occurred again and you were sucking on your (regular) quill- despite Sebastian constantly telling you not to because it was ‘bad for you’-

“My love will you please stop doing that? I don’t want you getting sick. That has harmful bacteria on it-.”