Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ.

—Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴᴜs. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀··Eᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ.·· • ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀[Cʜᴜᴅʟᴇʏ Cᴀɴɴᴏɴs Cʜᴀsᴇʀ.]

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

··Is ʜᴇʀᴇᴅɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʟᴘʀɪᴛ﹖ Cᴀɴ I sᴛᴏᴘ ɪᴛ﹐ ᴏʀ ᴀᴍ I ᴀ S L A V E﹖··

— Oʟᴅᴇʀ AU ᴏғ ﹫FʀᴀᴄᴛᴜsCᴏʀʀ.

— HP | RP.

— Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Aʟᴜᴍɴᴜs.

#Wuffbert

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

He had missed his voice terribly.
Canvas had captured the quirks in his expression as he told stories and his heart found new ways to break.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

It has been three hours.
Three hours where he’s just sat, talking quietly to the love of his life. Or at least, the impression of him.

He dared not to step closer lest he try to reach for him. Even if every fibre of his being screamed to be back in his arms.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

It was the first time in years he truly gazed upon that face.
They were both as equally as surprised to see each other.

He’d spotted him before the man could escape the frame.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

He was snooping around Slytherin and decided that he was feeling brave.
It wasn’t enough that he wanted to punish himself enough to visit the kitchen but he found the portrait.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

(Not it’s not.)

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

This is fine. Today is fine.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

Ugh, sleep.
Killer of them all.

But no amounts of sleepless nights will ever taint her kind face.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

“You can’t get much cooler than a professional quidditch player, can you.” He said with a grin.
If he was proud of anything, it was of his son and of his career.

“I mean what I said earlier though. I’m sorry I didn’t come see you sooner. I —. It’s hard.”

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀• • •

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

Don’t worry, he didn’t bring any rice with him.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

The scolding feels so familiar and he cannot help but laugh.
And it’s the first time in a very long time that it was so genuine.

“Yeah okay,” He had a point. “I’m more buff and I refuse to cut my hair because it looks COOL.” Obviously, time had made him delusional.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

No, he’s glad to see her.

She’s just as beautiful as he remembered.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

/ Rhea. /

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

The man is looking upon his friend. His best friend with bright eyes. He was just as he remembered him, so beautiful, so kind.

It takes him a minute to be able to form words. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner,” he managed. “But I thought you’d yell at me for not cutting my hair.”

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

// he knows there’s a portrait, he’s seen him run out of the empty frame in his room

But he doesn’t know where

Artie never wanted to trigger his dad

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

// y’know what he doesn’t know about

That portrait by the kitchen

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

“Odie?” His voice is barely above a whisper.
It could be peeves, of course. But he’s hoping —.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

He was going to go snoop around Slytherin but he’s stopping in his tracks.
He doesn’t know if his heart is soaring or breaking.

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

// he knows, he just doesn’t expect Ode to come see him

[Bᴇɴᴊᴀᴍɪɴ Sɪᴍᴏɴ Kᴀᴇʟ. @BeanIsJammy]

He better be invited to the wedding.