SnowBaz One-Shots

Dates and Cookies

So this is actually going to be a two chapter one-shot because it ended up being too long 🙈

This part actually isn't really all that important, it just a bunch of fluff because I get carried away and can't help myself. 

So I hope you like it :D. 

OH, Simon still has his powers in this one and no wings. 

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Simon was being stupid. I mean, he was ruining everything. I, of course, being the best boyfriend ever, had a beautiful date planned and everything. But he has to go and get sick.

Crowley Snow, you really know how to pick the best timing.

It's been five years since we left Watford. I mean, you can't really leave, but we tried out best. At first at least. Simon was traumatized at first. He didn't want to talk or laugh or do anything. He would just stare at me when I was talking and his eyes would totally glaze over. To say I was worried would be an understatement. He wouldn't even eat properly. I mean, Simon Snow not eating. Can pigs fly yet?

But he did slowly get better. Therapy and all. At first, I thought it was complete and utter bullshit. But Bunce had this crazy idea that it would be nice to treat this like the Normals would've. PTSD-something like that. And maybe it was the completely obscure notion, maybe it was all our hope combined, maybe we were kidding ourselves, but Simon started being Simon again.

I remember Bunce shedding a tear when he came into the kitchen one day and asked if she could make him a scone. I wanted to kiss him senseless and actually welcome him back. But being the smart one in the group, I just shot him a small smile, and he smiled back. I swear my heart started beating normally again after that.

So now, here we are. Simon is currently coughing his lungs out while Bunce insists on trying every single spell she knows. I know that magicians, even the ones that aren't handsome vampires like myself, don't get sick as often as Normals. But I guess that orphanage that Simon insists on going to every day is not that swell of an idea.

"Penny... Penny! Stop! It's okay. I know you are trying everything. It's okay! Stop spelling me, Penny!"

"Simon don't you get it, it could be serious. Maybe we should take you to my parents-"

"Penny I might Cat got your tongue you if you don't stop fussing." I know he would not do that. But I have learned never to underestimate Simon. Not that I would ever tell him that.

"Fine. Fine." she huffs. I get out of our - technically Simon's, but Penny always asks when I leave to stay at my flat - where I have been trying to change the reservations for the next week, but the lady on the phone insists that she is going to give up our spot and we can't rebook. I almost turn her into a rabbit over the phone. I'm not sure if spells even work over the phone. She could be the test subject though.

"Bunce, how would you like a sea view seat in a 5-star restaurant with that kid who is always here," I say, walking up to the couch where Simon is laying down. I sit on one end, propping Simon's head onto my lap and busying myself with his curls. He looks up at me, his eyes have a red tinge to them, and sighs in content. I would smile if Bunce wasn't staring me down with wide eyes.

"Wai- Wait are you serious?! Oh why yes, Baz I would love to. How did you know today was our anniversary?" She smiles at me like she knows something, and goes to call the kid.