ATYD x DPS
All The Young Dudes-Dead Poets Society📖🕯️
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“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute,” Christopher started, feeling slightly agitated and like he needed to prove his point to the arrogant airhead, Sirius Black. “We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race!” He spoke finally, tucking his book underneath his arm.
Remus stood next to the blonde boy, as tall and gangly as ever. Sirius was in front of them. The black haired boy looked greatly amused, his pink lips turning up to form a coy smirk. He wanted to take the piss out on them.
Chris sighed, pushing his weight between his feet, and was about to awkwardly depart as Remus piped up. “And the human race is filled with passion.” He said roughly, turning to face the shorter boy, holding eye contact. Chris felt his heart flutter as he smiled. Sirius, one of Remus’ best friends, looked terribly annoyed. But he just held his eyes in contact with Chris. Like they were the only two in the room. Like they were something untouchable and meant something. Really meant something. Bloody Lupin.
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Aaa, idk if this really even makes sense but it was a fun idea . 🌑