𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 | 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 -𝘖𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘴

Harry woke up in an empty bed and frowned. He had nothing to keep him warm other than Draco's silk sheets. Which weren't very warm. He needed Draco, but the blond git wasn't there.

Stupid bitch - Harry thought with malice. I suck his dick and he can't even wake up with me.

He slipped a pair of boxers on, but you couldn't even see them since he was still wearing Draco's shirt. He started to walk downstairs and he heard yelling coming from Draco's office.

"Why the fuck was he there?! We had a deal!" Draco yelled through his phone. "Blaise! He was there! I saw him with my own eyes!" Draco continued to yell through the phone.

Harry decided it was way too early to deal with that so he went to the kitchen and ate Oreos. After what felt like an hour he heard Draco say,

"Hold on, I have to check on Harry."

Finally - Harry thought annoyed. When heard Draco starting to walk up the stairs he called out, "I'm in here!"

Draco walked into the kitchen and kissed Harry's forehead. "How was your morning?" he asked trying to forget his anger.

Harry munched on his Oreos angrily. "It was awful," he exaggerated. "First, you didn't wake up with me. Then, I realized I'm short as fuck." Draco snorted which earned him a pop on the head. "And lastly," tears began to fill Harry's eyes. "WE RAN OUT OF MILK FOR MY OREOS," he sobbed.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, Mon Amour," Draco sighed going to the living room. Harry got up and followed him.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked worriedly. Draco shook his head and sat down. Harry climbed into his lap. "What's wrong, blondie?" he asked again.

"I don't want to talk about it, Harry," Draco said not meeting his eyes. Harry sighed dramatically.

"I guess I'll have to take a bath by myself," he said getting off Draco's lap. Draco's eyes widened.

"No! You can't do that," he pleaded. Harry smirked and said,

"Well, I guess if you tell me what's wrong, you join." Draco frowned.

"Fine," he muttered. Harry smiled and pecked his lips.

"I'll go run the water!" He ran to the closest bathroom. Draco chuckled at his boyfriend's antics.

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"I know what you're trying to do," Harry muttered.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Draco said in his ear and began to kiss his neck.

They were currently taking a bath and Draco was trying to make Harry horny so that he would forget about Draco being upset.

He slid his hands down to Harry's ass and rubbed his slender fingers around the rim. Harry let out a shaky moan and Draco put the tip of his index finger into Harry's hole.

Harry was about to give in, but then he remembered what he was supposed to be doing.

"Stop!" He protested flustered. "Tell me what's wrong."

"You won't let me fuck your brains out, that's what's wrong," Draco said frowning. Harry gave him a look. "Okay fine, I saw someone that I didn't like last night."

Harry furrowed his eyebrows. "You were yelling through your phone because you saw someone you didn't like? Who is this someone?"

Draco sighed. "He's the leader of a rival gang," he admitted. "The death eaters, they're all criminals."

"So are you though," Harry said confused.

"Harry, they are worse. Much worse. Lucius is apart of the gang and tried to force me to join, but then I created my own gang. They're all assholes, a few tried to hit on me when I was thirteen. When I didn't join them I got tortured for weeks." Draco took a deep breath. "Basically they're bad people."

"Y-You're own father-"

"He's not my father. Don't call him that." Harry nodded.

"Anyways, we made a deal. Riddle and his rugrats don't go on my territory and I won't go on theirs. Riddle was on my territory last night. So the deal is off," Draco said angrily.

"What do you mean the deal is off? What are you gonna do?" Harry panicked.

"Tonight, Pansy, Blaise, Theo, Astoria, Seamus, Dean, The twins, Ron and I are going to kill every single last one of them," Draco said gripping the sides of the tub.

"N-No what if you get hurt, or worse killed? And what am I going to be doing? I can't just sit here while you're out there getting hurt!" Harry started to hyperventilate.

"Calm down," Draco soothed moving his hands up and down Harry's waist. "I'll be fine."

Harry's breathing evened out. "Let me come with you."

"No, I'll just be distracted with you there," Draco said getting out of the tub. He wrapped a towel around his waist and went to his bedroom.

Harry got up and followed him not even bothering with a towel.

"You're going to get yourself killed!" He shouted. Draco ignored him. "Draco! Listen to me!"

"I am listening to you," the blond said as he laid down on his bed. "I just don't care enough to respond."

Harry walked over to him and hopped on his lap. "I fucking hate you."

"Then why are you in my lap?" Draco chuckled.

"Because I want to be," Harry said as he laid his head on Draco's chest.

"I think it's because you want to get railed but that's just me," Draco suggested.

"Maybe that too," Harry said looking up into Draco's eyes.

"Then take your clothes off."

-End of Chapter-

I wrote this on my computer so sorry if it's shit.

Anygays bai!

*has a slip and fall accident in the shower*