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newt has torn apart his apartment and has just opened the case to interrogate his creatures about the location of his hufflepuff scarf when credence steps into the war-zone with it wrapped around his pale throat.
credence, now free of mary lou’s control, has still not dropped his habit of wearing all black and the canary yellow of newt’s house color looks rather...dashing against credence’s new black peacoat. his fingers toy with the ends of the scarf as he surveyed the damage and newt’s frantic state. his lips part before closing again.
“were.. you looking for something?” his tone gave away that he sincerely hoped that newt didn’t think that ‘disaster’ was an appropriate form of redecoration.
“ah, yes.” newt straightened and gestured vaguely to the scarf before stepping over a felled chair to stand before his equally lanky lover. “but, i’ve found that it looks far better on you than it ever looked on me.” a flush bloomed on credence’s cheeks, and the wizard leaned down to press a featherlight kiss to the tip of the boy’s nose.
“i can..give it back? i couldn’t find my own and it’s rather warm. is it enchanted?” his voice lifted curiously at the end of ‘enchanted’ and he distantly felt shame for his curiosity, but newt perked up at the ability to explain more magic to him. “also, can you..clean this up? you knocked..”
“quite a few things down in my search, yes,” newt finished, laughing sheepishly before turning and pulling out his wand to clean up the messy apartment. credence brought his hands together with awe, lips curling into a small smile as he watched everything lift and move into their previous positions. no matter how many times he witnessed newt, tina or queenie perform magic, the childlike wonder would always bring a smile to his face.
while newt was focused on his task, credence carefully unwound the scarf from his neck to set it upon newt’s shoulders. “you are the hufflepuff, you should be wearing it.”
“i’d like for you to wear it more often. just..inform me next time you would like to borrow it so i won’t have to destroy the poor flat the next time.”
“whatever you like.” he shyly pressed a kiss to newt’s cheek before he slipped away to the kitchen.