She brushed a kiss on his cheek and he tried very hard not to smrik-smile. He looked up at her and then stood, his gaze switching down. He rubbed a hand along her arm. She was so beautiful, so sincere. He gave her a contemplative look before he switched his gaze to outside.

"Well what now?" he said. He figured while he was here he might as well do something nice for her. And of course as was tradition in his family, doing something nice had always constituted as buying another something. It was how the Zabini's showed emotions, except for his mother. She was the only one to ever show emotion differently, but she was only a Zabini by marriage.

"I'm here so we might as well do something worth while," he mused looking at her quirking a brow, "And if I can't take you in a corner yet," he said, clearly teasing, "Maybe you'll let me take you shopping?"

"That ought to clear your head."


i'll be sure to stay wary of you
love to save the pain of once my flame and twice my burn