I never really did well with affection. Growing up, I felt weird if someone hugged me or held my hands which caused me to be a bit closed off. There wasn't any reasoning behind it, it was just the way I was.
But I learned to handle it better when I met my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. We met because we were similar in that way. We both couldn't handle affection well.
It was free time in Hogwarts today and Draco and I decided to sit on a stone bench under a tree for some shade. I was reading a chaper from a book which we were going to get quizzed on in my next class.
I look up once to look at Draco, who was smelling his shirt. He pulled the collar of his shirt up to his nose and started to sniff. "Y/n, do I smell?" He asked.
I was still reading and not looking at him. "Trust me, babe, if you smelled I'd tell you," I say, still not looking at him.
"I don't know if it's me or... my shirt? Does my shirt smell weird?" He asked. He pulled the collar up and towards me. I look up and sighed and leaned in to smell his shirt.
To my surprise, he gave me a small peck on my forehead as I leaned in. I look up with my jaw slightly dropped.
Draco seemed proud of himself and smiled. "I actually hate you. You do smell actually. You reek of pride," I say.
a/n: yes i got this idea from tiktok move on
