A/N: So, I've been wanting to write this ever since I finished reading Carry On and the plot bunnies finally decided to break free so I could write this (before Baz kills them to save Simon). Also sorry if the characters are OOC, this is my first time writing a fic about them, and sorry again if I use any of the British slang wrong, as I am American and have very little experience with it outside of books and movies.

Disclaimer: Really must I write this every time! No, I do not own the characters that were originally fictional fictional characters who were written for fake fanfiction and are now in real fanfiction (Props to whoever could actually follow that).

Simon walked into his and Baz's room and found himself immediately pinned against the door, with Baz's lips attacking his. This was not an unusual occurrence since the two final put their differences aside and finally got together. The only other person who knew about their relationship was Penny, and that was an accident, because she walked into their room during a make-out session last week. (That was embarrassing for all parties present, but at least Penny finally learned to knock)

Baz and Simon stayed like this for a few more minutes and then Baz released Simon from his hold. He licked his lips, "Hey, Snow." He pulled away fully and walked back over to his bed and dropped down onto it. Simon stayed there for a few seconds and then walked over and sat next to Baz. Baz smirked as he watched Simon walk over, once Simon sat down though, Baz just said, "Really, Simon you just can't seem to get enough of me today can you?"

"No," Simon grinned stupidly at him. Then he leaned back into Baz and kissed him again.

"Stupid git" Baz said as he pulled away from him. "We have to get around to doing our homework at some point tonight."

"Yeah, I know," Simon said simply and then he looked into Baz's eyes, "But you actually called me Simon." Baz rolled his eyes and smirked, kissing Simon one last time. Then he got off his bed to out and get his potions text book, because they really did have homework to do. Simon reluctantly got off the bed as well, got his own textbook, and sat down on his own bed.

This was their normal routine—after dinner they would "chat" for a bit and then they would go to their separate sides of the room and do their homework. What they did afterwards would vary, sometimes they would talk other times they would just read or watch t.v. together until they fell asleep (always after Baz went hunting). Today was the latter. They sat on Simon's bed watching the second season of Doctor Who (not that Baz would ever admit it), and fell asleep with Baz's arms around Simon with his head buried in Simon's neck.

The next morning Simon and Baz woke to the feel of someone's eyes on them. They slowly stirred awake feeling the presence of the eyes on them, but not actually getting up; they thought it might be Penny and if it was they could easily freak her out into knocking again. Baz nuzzled into Simon's neck a little more, kissing it, to let him know he was awake, and that was when they heard a voice speak. "Simon! Get up! You were right, I'm sorry. Basilton get off of him! Enough is enough." At this Simon and Baz both quickly sat up, shocked at the fact that it wasn't Penny.

They looked up and saw the Mage's shocked face looming of their shared bed. Under the covers, Baz quickly grabbed onto Simon's hand clutching it tightly—the only sign of how nervous he actually was. The Mage just looked on as Simon quickly glanced over at Baz, his face worried at first and then it molded into one of determination. "Merlin, Simon! What the bloody hell are you doing!?"

Simon just looked over at him, while Baz (the sarcastic git he is) just cocked an eyebrow and asked, "And what do you think you are doing Headmaster? Entering your students' dormitories without knocking. For all you knew we could have been changing, Fiona was right you can be bloody pervy at times.

"I believe I was asking Simon, Basilton," the Mage stated icily glaring at Baz.

"We—Baz is right. What are you doing in here?" Simon asked.

"What I am doing here is no longer relevant, as I am your headmaster and am supposed to be looking after you. What are you doing, Simon?" the Mage asked trying to keep his composure which was slowly fading.

Simon looked over at Baz, who gave him a silent nod, and squeezed his hand, "I was enjoying a goodnight's rest with my boyfriend untill you so rudely woke us up." Simon kept his challenging gaze onto the Mage. He really didn't care about what he had to say, the Mage had been ignoring him almost all year and he loved Baz. If he didn't like it, then he could just bloody well sod off.

"You're what?" the Mage asked in disbelief, "Simon, he" the Mage pointed at Baz, "Is your enemy! I could tolerate your gallivanting around with Agatha, but Basilton! He's not even female, let alone human!"

"If I may interrupt here," Baz cut in, "I don't think it's any of your bloody business what Simon or I do." And to prove his point, Baz turned around to Simon and kissed him. Simon responded quickly forgetting about the Mage, only thinking of Baz and his lips upon his own.

Baz pulled away. He glanced over at Simon, smirking at the glazed over expression on his face, happy he was the one who put it on there. Then he looked over at the Mage's horrified expression. Simon pulled out of his haze a few seconds later and glanced between Baz and the Mage then he said, "And what are you still doing here?"

The Mage just looked between the two and sighed. Then he slowly turned around to walk over to the door. Once he reached it though he turned around slightly and said, "This is one of the first times I have ever cursed the Crucible for casting you two together in this room. Especially in this room. Simon, I expect to see you in my office at some point, where we can discuss this."

Simon just looked at him and right as the Mage was about to leave he said, "There is nothing to discuss about this. The only thing I would like to discuss with you is about the Insidious Humdrum, other than that I have nothing to say." And with that the Mage just gave a disappointing sigh and left.

As soon as the door shut behind him, Baz jumped onto Simon engulfing him in a passionate kiss. Simon pulled away to breath, "What was that for?"

"That," Baz punctuated with a kiss, "Was for finally standing up to that wanker."

"Well, it had to be done eventually. We were going to come out at some point."

Baz smirked, "I think most of the school knows already."

"And how is that?" Simon asked knowing he would dread the answer.

"You mean other than the fact you can't keep your eyes off my devilishly handsome good looks?" Simon glared back at Baz and sighed. "Everyone knows you have been obsessed with me since fifth year, Snow."

Then Baz pulled Simon into a kiss and they continued on with what the Mage would consider horrendous behavior for the two. Though neither of them cared, or even thought about this, as they were too lost in the moment. They were both secretly pleased however, that they were cast into their own private room.

A/N: Wow that was longer than I planned, though I am happy about that. If you guys would like me to make a sequel just tell me in the reviews (speaking of which, please review and tell me how you liked it. That was a lot fluffier and serious than I planned for it to be at some places). Currently I'm sitting on a train right now typing this as Simon would and I would love to hear what you thought about this. Thank you for reading this, hope you liked it. Good bye and have a nice day/night/evening or whatever.