Ron Weasley.

〔 Pᴇʀᴄʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪsᴇ ᴀ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ ɪғ ɪᴛ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ Dᴏʙʙʏ's ᴛᴇᴀ ᴄᴏᴢʏ. 〕

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

Ronald Bilius Weasley.

— New account for @OccultArdor.
— Literate, descriptive.
— Looking to plot.
— Ships with chemistry.

RT?

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < heaving a sigh.

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < back here fast. There's a lot we need to catch up on." I mumble before lifting the sheets and pulling them over my body, >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < is just for a brief moment, a tingle shoots up my spine, my heart allowing for itself to skip a beat. "Alright, just get >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie "Obviously, /your/ fried chicken." I respond, still smirking brightly nonetheless. As soon as our lips connect, even if it >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

As soon as the paper plane hits the back of his head, he jumps, brows knitted together in a frown.

"What the bloody hell was that about?!" https://t.co/lQlRAWgJzn

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < before settling my gaze on you, a light smirk visible on my rosy margins. "You know how much I love your fried chicken."

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < smile brightly, so very happy to finally be home again. I carefully made my way over to the bed and seated myself on it >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < at this point. When we arrived back at our own little place, and you brought me back to our bedroom, I couldn't help but >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie The excitement of coming home had coursed through my system the last few weeks, and the feeling was only getting stronger >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < no one would take that away from them. Not anymore.

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < curling up into a warm smile. There would be a long way to go until he was fully recovered, but they had each other, and >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < his lover's visage once again. "More than ready to go home." The redhead mused in response, the corners of his mouth >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < home with him. After a brief moment, the auburn haired sorcerer bobbed his head in a nodding motion, his gaze settling on >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie < plump brims before he glanced around and made sure he had gotten everything that he wanted, or more so needed to take >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie "'M sorry. Just really looking forward to coming back home again." The sixth Weasley allowed for a sigh to surpass his >

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@AnEternalBeauty "Hey there, pumpkin."

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie — and cared about more than anything.

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie — soon enough, he was back up on his feet for the first time in weeks, ready to just come home with the one person he loved —

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie — having great difficulty doing so. His hand reached down and gripped onto the bed so he could maintain his balance, and —

[Ron Weasley. @OccultArdor]

@WontBloodyDie — hospital bed, the tip of his tongue slowly darting across his bottom lip as he pushed himself up from the bed, still —