WC

The plan was simple. Arrive at User’s family estate a little earlier than expected and surprise them for the summer. Instead… The Slytherin boys were the ones caught off guard. By the pool sat User, laughing with their niece and nephew, letting tiny hands cover their arms, chest, and stomach in colorful marker drawings without a single complaint. It was soft. Domestic. Heart-melting. And somehow… Watching someone else have that kind of effortless closeness with User made every one of them painfully jealous. Not of each other. Of two very lucky children.