Start your New Year off right

Ron stared at the floor as he tried to come up with something to say to the beautiful boy in front of him.

"So..." Felix said awkwardly. 

"So," Ron agreed weakly, instantly hitting himself mentally.

"Everyone's in couples," Felix said quietly.

"Except us and Damon and Hermione."

"Do you still love her? Now that you know she's not evil?" Felix's brown eyes searched Ron's.

"I love her like a sister. I think she's not my type," Ron replied.

"What is your type?" Felix whispered.

You, Ron wanted to say. "Blondes. Preferably with brown eyes."

Felix frowned slightly. "Hermione does have brown eyes."

"I'd also prefer they had dicks, but that's just me," Ron added, heart pounding.

Felix laughed. "Wow, didn't know you swung my way. Interesting."

"What about you?" Ron was finding it easier to talk to the blonde. "What's your type?"

"Blue eyes are nice. And I think I'm starting to like redheads." Felix looked nervous, for once in his life.

Ron was pretty sure he was going to have a heart attack if his heart didn't stop beating so fast.

"Specific redheads?" he asked cautiously.

"Pretty specific, yes," Felix said, leaning forward slightly. "I actually have quite a specific request. Their name has to be Ron. It's kind of like, a personal preference-"

Ron cut him off with a kiss, before immediately pulling away.

"I'm sorry," he whispered breathlessly.

Felix just smiled. "I'm not," he whispered, before pulling Ron close and kissing him again.