Magnus was never really one to sleep at night he was more of an night owl but he figured that also could now be due to his Dhampir heritage. He looked around and noticed everyone seemed to be asleep except for one bed which was empty and belonged to one persons,Vasilius. Magnus felt some what intrigued to see where he had wandered off too and got up to go find him, what he didn’t realize was he currently didn’t have his contacts in which meant his red eyes were completely unhidden.

As he slowly walked outside the yurt as not to wake the others up. As he stepped outside the first thing they caught his attention was the flash of a lighter being thrown before hitting a rock and shattering. His eyes moved towards the culprit of the lighter and load and behold it was Vasilius looking quite pissed off as it seemed like he was trying to have a smoke.

He slowly made his way over there and stood beside him as he held his skull shaped lighter before opening it and clicking it as a light came on as he held it underneath the cigarette lighting it as he looked over at him. “I figured you could use a lighter” He figured since Vasilius seemed to know French as well he would just speak to him in French to make sure he still spoke it fluently.

Little did he know in the darkness his red eyes seemed to shine brighter than ever.

Magnus didn’t say noting but looked away and just nodded as he honestly didn’t know what to say not many people truly thanked him in his life, his mother surely didn’t so he honestly just decided to not pay no attention to it as he felt it would be better to do it that way. He honestly thought they would just sit in silence and smoke even thought he didn’t have a single cigarette on him at the moment but then a few words Vasilius spoke changed his whole outlook on the night. Just something so simple to shake him up, red eyes. Magnus lifted his bruise but yet perfect hands up to his face in a moment of realization he forgot his damn contacts. He was finally getting used to taking them out at night and putting them back on before his dorm mates woke up since he was always the first one up to go do his morning workout in the early cold mornings in drunstrang.

He just looked at Vasilius not saying noting currently as he thought to himself, maybe he wouldn’t pick up he was a Dhampir maybe he was still in the clear. Too bad all that wishing went straight out the window when he heard the words “A Dhampir” come out of Vasilius mouth. Magnus body immediately tightened up and went into its natural state of being defensive to prevent an issue before one starts with his aggressive tone. “Yeah. I’m a Dhampir so what ?” He would have kept going if it wasn’t for the fact Vasilius looked away from his eyes before changing the subject to something completely different which Magnus wasn’t anticipating at all.

“Aren’t you being a hypocrite right now ?…also may I have a cigarette I don’t have any of mine on me” He felt stupid asking for a cigarette from someone but he honestly needed a smoke it had been a long day and he honestly just needed a break. “Oh! I didn’t really appreciate you lecturing me on that ice..I didn’t need it as I was doing pretty damn fine myself.” One thing about Magnus as when he felt something new and it made him feel uncomfortable he always reverted back to being what he was good at rather that being a play boy or an asshole he knew how to handle those emotions along with his anger but this Vasilius guy was making Magnus feel weird and he didn’t like it one bit.

Magnus just let out a short breath he was holding in for awhile, it honestly felt strange as the only people who knew he was a dhampir was that Viktoreya girl and Noel since Magnus had to of course tell his friend about his new found discovery. “Well thanks for not judging me I guess..” This all felt weird to Magnus as he felt like after learning this discovery he had to be on guard constantly due to all the stories regarding dhampir’s he heard about they never seemed to paint them in a present light however Vasilius seemed to not mind it one bit. It made him feel weird but a good kind of weird he supposed he honestly didn’t know why but his heart felt lighter as if it had wings and was flying.

Magnus would have been annoyed by Vasilius saying he didn’t have any cigarettes on him right now and wouldn’t go back inside the yurt to get him any if it wasn’t for the fact that he did have a cigarette with him, sure it was the one he was smoking but when has Magnus ever cared about something like that. Before Vasilius could take another hit of his cig Magnus took it out of his hand gently and put it in his mouth taking a drag of it before blowing the smoke out as it formed little hearts of smoke. It was a neat little trick he had learnt awhile back.

“Okay maybe the lecture was…justifiable but you had to admit a little fouls wouldn’t have done much or could have helped us win the match besides I used that anger for good didn’t I ?” He scoffed as he thought his anger was reasonable and that Magnus was just having his panties in a twist. he couldn’t help but let out a smirk at him admitting that he annoyed him the next round as it honestly was priceless getting on his nerves.

“Well maybe if you didn’t have you’re panties in a twist I wouldn’t have to annoy you would I princess~” He let out a little snicker as he leant closer to Vasilius taking a hit of his cigarette again before being a big heart shape cloud of smoke that goes over Vasilius. “Since you hate it so much it just means I’ll use it more often my dear sweet beautiful princess~” He honestly was enjoying teasing Vasilius but the more he said that as well as the words along with it his face felt like it was heating up. Magnus just assumed he was from exhaustion and paid it no mind before handing Vasiilius back his cigarette before he began to bitch and moan.

Magnus just rolled his eyes at Vasilius as he asked Magnus if he realized how insufferable he was. Magnus didn’t think he was insufferable at all, he just knew how to have fun unlike Vasilius who seemed to have a stick up his arse every single second of the day.

Magnus would never admit this not even to Noel but one of his biggest fears was being alone, he never would tell anyone this as it made he seem weak and pathetic but when he was younger his mother in her strictness would punish him by leaving him in his room for many hours with only books on elegant and other lessons she wanted him to know, forcing him to be alone with no contact only coming to visit him to check on his lessons and bring him food to eat. It was these experiences Magnus realized he hated being alone as sure he had his father but due to how busy he was with his job it left Magnus alone with his mother whenever she wanted to be near him.

He didn’t know why he was thinking about this now until he figured it out, he was slowly realizing he enjoyed the company of people though he would never admit it to them. It’s why he tolerate Noel and was slowly growing to tolerate Rafael, Jasper, Jarden and most of all Vasilius and there company. But due to how stubborn he was as well as not knowing how to show truly show that kind of emotion he opted for annoyance and teasing them as he felt from years of his mother words that he wasn’t capable of caring for anyone but himself and maybe she was right and that’s why he couldn’t understand why he tolerated them so much.

He took another drag of the cigarette blowing more heart shape smoke clouds into the air as well as at Vasilius before looking over at him as he listened to him speak, he couldn’t wait to see how many nerves he struck inside of Vasilius. He scoffed when Vasilius took the cigarette from Magnus hands there hands brushing each other finger tip giving Magnus a weird fluttery feeling in his stomach as he felt Vasilius warm hand agansit his more cold monster like hands. It turns out it would be the opposite outcome as Vasilius struck back striking at all of Magnus’ nerves.

Lovesick! How dare he Magnus wasn’t some lovesick fool he was a strong tough boy who didn’t need anyone. He suddenly paused for a moment as a certain word played over the back of his mind, love. Love was a concept he didn’t understand as no one ever really showed genuine love to him not even his mother, sure his father says he loves him but how could he be sure if he didn’t even know what love is. Thinking about this is what kept him quiet for now at least.

He felt a nudge on his shoulders as his red eyes moved to look at Vasilius it was where he truly stopped to look at Vasilius facial feature, from his eyes down to his chiseled jawline and gorgeous complexion Magnus started to feel a heavier feeling pile up in his stomach. He wasn’t sure what it was but just assumed it was annoyance from being called a lovesick boy. Yeah that had to be it annoyance.

He quickly let out another scoff before looking away as he answered Vasilius. “Please…me be fond of a princess like you that’s ridiculous..” If Vasilius had any smarts or common sense then he would immediately pick up how Magnus tone didn’t match what he was saying, his tone lacked his normal malice and almost hostile tone instead it sounded more defensive almost like there was a hint of vulnerability there. He waited a few moments letting the silent filled the void before he turned to face Vasilius and leaned closer to him as if a switch had been set off in his brain resetting him back to his default self or at least the version he puts out there, he grabbed Vasilius chin and tilted it down so he could look at Magnus as he let off a smirk which too him was normal but to any outsider flirtatious.

“Sounds to me that you’re the one getting fond of me, my dear Princess~”

Magnus let out a scoff, lovesick that word again. It was starting to piss him off as how could he be lovesick if he didn’t even know what love felt like or what it truly was so if he heard Vas say that word one more time he was gonna flip his shit. “Im not lovesick so you don’t know what your talking about..” He tried to keep his tone his normal confidence and cool self as he didn’t know why he was feeling like this but the feeling of Vasilius hand on his wrist and his eyes staring at him, it made him feel strange..yet he didn’t know how to explain it.

His red eyes widen before turning into a glare at Vasilius. Magnus hated being called a kid he was only a year behind Vasilius so he wasn’t a kid and he wasn’t about to be treated like one. “Hm it isn’t giving myself credit when you’re the one engaging with me, and by the way I’m not some fucking kid so. Don’t. Call. Me. That!” He made sure to put an emphasis on his words as he would not tolerate Vasilius treating him like that.

Magnus eyebrows lifted up as he listens to him talk about not being fond of anyone in recent years, Magnus could clearly pick up it was due to something that must have happened but he knew there was no way in hell he was going to tell him anything so he just let it go for now at least.

Magnus rolled his eyes at Vasilius complaining about the cigarette being practically useless now, he wanted to call Magnus a kid yet he was whining like one. “Oh quit your whining for someone calling me a kid you’re whining like one over a cigarette” He scoffed before digging into his jacket and finding one of his fathers cigars he would use from time to time. Magnus had snuck a few with him to Durmstrang and figured he’d keep at least one of them with him.

He didn’t plan to use it only for special cases but he didn’t wanna hear Vasilius complain. He uses his lighter to light the cigar taking a hit of it and blowing the smoke out again forming heart smoke clouds before handing it to Vasilius. “This may be a little too strong for you.”