Her Eyes || Draco Malfoy

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It was the first time I didn't go to the new years party.

So on new years eve I was wearing Draco's white button up shirt while downing a bottle of fire whiskey with the blonde, Romantic.

My back against his chest as we listened to the radio I brought with me from home, Draco leaving drunk sloppy kisses on my neck which made my skin crawl.

I realized now that , he was more affectionate when he was drunk, he loved to kiss me more when he was drunk which didn't bug me as he pressed his swollen lips against mine.

He smelled and tasted like alcohol, I was drunk already but his lips were so intoxicating that I was getting drunker off him.

My cheeks were flushed red and I smiled with him as our lips broke apart.

"hmm-" he hummed as he kissed my cheek bone before taking another sip from the bottle on the bedside "you look so fuckable baby" his words slurred together which somehow made what he said ten times hotter than usual.

but both of us were way too drunk.

My mind was fuzzy, we were both drunk as he slid his hand between my legs and I took the bottle from his other hand and chugging it but not finishing it.

I turned in position, my legs resting on either side of him as I sat on his lap, kissing his cheek which started the trail of kisses and hickeys I left on him.

He leaned his head back, giving me more room as he moved his hand under my shirt, they were cold giving me goosebumps.

His other hand found its way between my legs and I leaned back to look at him before kissing him hard.

Flipping us over; my back now laid on the mattress below us.

I smiled against his lips when he pulled back, resting both his arms on either side of my head, suddenly we were both sober, my head was no longer that fuzzy and I could tell the same for him.

Despite him being so close and me feeling so sober I knew that I wasn't, his nose brushed against mine and I threw my arms around his neck.

He smiled, kissing me again and it felt like I was kissing him for the first time all over again, his hand now rested on my cheek and I pulled him down more to be closer to me.

"I love you" I mumbled against against his lips as he pulled back for a second before kissing me harder on my mouth than before causing me to giggle as his hands roamed my body eventually unbuttoning my shirt exposing my bra

"you're so gorgeous baby" he said into my ear after he pulled away from my lips causing me to bite down on my bottom lip when he started peppering kisses down my chest.

Reaching my stomach he stopped for a moment before taking the time to kiss every single scar and burn I had inflicted upon myself in the past.

When he reached my thights he continued leaving soft, innocent kisses on my scars till he reached the one that was inflicted my 7th birthday.

He sat between my legs, looking at me in silence before leaning over me and kissing my cheek softly.

"Beautiful" I smiled and turned my head to look at him as he leaned in to kiss me softly and I realized how genuinely lucky I was to have him.

I giggled against his lips and I knew, I knew that it would hurt so bad if I ever lost him, if anything happened to him I would feel at fault.

Even if it had nothing to do with me.

I understood now, loving someone so much you'd risk everything to be with them, putting your life on the line just so you knew that they were safe.

I had forgotten it was new years eve till the radio we had been listening to announced the count down.

He broke away and pulled me to my feet.

I buttoned my shirt up as well as I could in my drunken state and not even bothering to fix the fact that it was off by one button when the blonde suddenly cupped my face squishing my cheeks together.

I smiled, his eyes twinkling from the fireworks outside that I assumed were coming from hogsmeade.

I wasn't even paying attention to the countdown till it hit one and his lips were on mine for the hundredth time that night.

But something about this kiss wasn't intoxicating, instead it was sobering.

There was no hesitation to kiss back, it became a stupid little tradition, a new years kiss, I remembered when I had told Draco about how muggles used new years for many things and kissing being one.

Something I both didn't understand but also understood especially right now.

Draco was the one who broke the kiss as he backed away slowly, a smile on his face when I leaned back in to peck his lips.

"You have the most beautiful eyes" I told him, my words slightly slurred together as I moved from his grip to flop on the bed again which was followed soon by him.

He peppered drunken kisses all over my face, his hands gripped me gently to keep me in place but also to make sure he knew I was okay as I intertwined one of our hands together.

We were both drunk but we didn't care anymore as we both knew we would remember this tomorrow as we weren't that fucked up.

"I love you"

He whispered while kissing the underneath of my chin softly making me smile "I love you so much" he mumbled against my skin.

I cupped his face and brought it above me before locking my wrists behind his neck looking up at him.

His pupils were dialated and a smile found his lips when he leaned down kissing me over and over again.

And while I was smiling on the outside I silently wished that I would never loose him.