Getting the attention he wanted was simple really. Tamsy was not above underhanded tactics; you were well aware of it.

You should've known something was off the moment he approached you in the common room, sitting an arm's length away with a calculated smile and out of uniform.

The first two buttons of his shirt were undone, making it easy to angle his body to show whatever he wanted to during the discussion. On top of that, his hair was loose, creating a curtain so passersby wouldn't see what was meant for your eyes alone.

Tamsy kept talk casual, about work, friends, what you've been so busy with that you've left him neglected. It's why he had to resort to this.

When he noticed this was going nowhere, he leaned forward. Not enough crowd, but just enough for you to see the edge of the lace he wore beneath his uniform. But his face held nothing but innocence! He even batted those soft blonde lashes, tilting his head.

"What seems to be the matter?" Tamsy had seen you react. Things were finally going his way.