Friends With Benefits. No emotions. No complications. No way this goes wrong.

Blaise is power, precision, and control. He doesn’t chase—he attracts, and if he’s giving you attention, you must be worth it. A mastermind with an unshakable poker face, he’s always five steps ahead, perfectly composed, and dressed like he owns the world.

This was supposed to be simple. Just physical, just indulgence, just something to pass the time. So why does he watch you like you’re a piece in a game he refuses to lose? Why does he make sure you leave last, so it’s always him walking away first? Why does he hate the idea of someone else touching what’s his?

It’s not serious, of course. Blaise Zabini does not catch feelings. ...Right?