The rays of sun from the slightly open velvet curtains hit the planes of my face. I groaned not yet wanting to wake up. I wanted to relish in the fact that I was in Dracos bed.
His mattress shaped to fit the mold of my body in such a way it felt like it was made just to suit me. Maybe it was charmed to do so. I'd never in my life slept in such a bed.
His sheets were crumpled at the bottom of his bed. They were too silky. It made me feel as though I'd slip right off the bed. I suppose I'd kicked them off me in the middle of the night.
My head rested open two pillows stacked upon one another. The pillow cases seemed to not fit the room. They were similar to my own. They were white cotton pillow cases. My lips formed into a smile at the thought of him and I owning the same items.
I shifted to look behind me, expecting to see him still laying there sound asleep. instead he was staring at me, watching my every move. His hand made its way to my cheek as he whispered in a husky voice, "Morning love."
My breath caught in my throat, "Morning."
He smiled. A genuine smile.
Our eyes met each other. Holding a gaze that seemed a little to meaningful. His eyes seemed to attempt to convey something. I couldn't quite figure out what.
I was about to ask him what he was thinking when he pulled away and got into a sitting position on the side of the bed. He began to pull his white t shirt back on over his head.
"Draco?"
"Hm?"
"So, what are we?"
His movements stilled for a moment as if he was shocked Id ask such a question. "What do you think we are?"
I pondered for a moment. We hang out all the time. He knows my feelings for him. He's never told me his, but he's told me he cares for me. That means something. Right?
We had sex last night. Shouldn't that mean that we're dating?
"Are we together?"
"Together?" he echoed.
"Are we not?"
"Together? As in dating?"
I nodded as a feeling of doubt and nervousness bubbled in my stomach.
He cocked his head to the side, his morning hair falling gently to the side of his forehead. His chest stilled and his eyes stared into mine with an intensity that I'd never seen on his face before. However, it didn't scare me.
His pals lips curved into a grin as he snarled, "You're mine."
Authors Note
uhhh i was just looking through my drafts and saw i never published this lmaooo
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Jealous - D.M.
Romance"I love you." He stiffened, staring at her with cold, utter unconcern. "That's too bad now isn't it"
