What.

OMG GUYS GUESS WHAT HAPPENED THIS WEEK

So there’s a very cute boy at work with curly ginger hair, who’s kind of geeky - he’s mentioned “cosplay”, he’s a philosophy graduate who’s studying maths for fun and he really wants me to watch Vikings. We get on v well.

AND HE MENTIONED HARRY/DRACO SLASH.

In those words. The words of someone who knows.

It was a group lunchtime conversation. Vikings and their attractiveness had come up via Boy’s love for this TV programme. (I’m sorry, my usual devotion to silly nicknames has been overwhelmed by this situation.) And then...

LOKIFAN: There’s a lot of Viking romance novels.
BOY: Yeah but there’s a lot of Harry/Draco slash fiction.
LOKIFAN: blink. blink. blink
LOKIFAN: There’s nothing wrong with that!
BOY: I know, I’ve written most of it.

Boy leaves. Lokifan is left to FREAK THE FUCK OUT internally while surrounded by colleagues

SO YEAH. I mean what he said was vaguely derogatory but he said it in a slight undertone, and then left the room, in a way that reads embarrassed to me? And I do have my lightning bolt tattoo. He’s also mentioned privately he suffers from depression. It totally seems like he might be a fannish type - he’s just the sort of person who would be - who correctly read me as one too but was unsure.

“HARRY DRACO SLASH FICTION”. MY ENTIRE BRAIN IS SCREAMING.

Fingers crossed for bi/heterosexuality, guys, because basically he’s secretly gay or my soulmate.