He'd found himself very focused on her mouth as she gave him a verbal lashing in how he was treating himself. Thomas, the ever sensible Ravenclaw, did know that Regina had no right to cheat on him, that she could have just broken things off and that would have hurt much, much less, but the emotional, sometimes insane Ravenclaw who was always present but buried deep, deep down found it hard to believe that something wasn't wrong with him.
But her mouth was moving so nicely that he could barely hear her words. No, no, he heard the last bit, about choosing Kestrel over a Magpie, and something lit up inside of him. The Kestrels had traded him away, the Magpies are where he'd won his cup, so, so she was right. Thomas let out a quick breath before lurching forward and kissing her, knocking foreheads and---oh bollocks.
Thomas pulled back quickly, his mouth wide with shock at the audacity of his drunken self,
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he let out quickly putting his hands to the back of his head in shock. Billie was his teammate, those kind of relationships were frowned upon, he needed to control himself. "Oh God, I'm sorry."
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