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219. "Hot chocolate and cuddles? Kisses?"

"Long day?" Harry asked, peering behind the kitchen doorway only to see Draco plopped face first on the couch. An undecipherable groaning sound emitted from the blond as a response to the question. Harry couldn't suppress a smile if he tried.

He left the pasta sauce he'd been making to simmer and then went to the living room. He crouched in front of Draco's head and gently ran his fingers through his hair. "Hey, you."

"Hi," Draco groaned and managed to shift so he was facing his boyfriend. A second later he received his customary 'welcome home' kiss and his low mood was immediately elevated by at least one quarter.

"Where'd they put you?" Harry asked with 'they' representing Draco's mentors. He was currently an apprentice at St. Mungo's and the horror stories he brought home each day only made Harry dislike hospitals even more.

"The ER. It's hell. I feel like I've been awake for forty years." Draco grunted as he turned onto his back and covered his eyes with his forearm. Harry immediately dimmed the lights with a flick of his wand and took notice to speak more quietly.

"Need a headache reliever?" he asked.

"No, it'll be fine in a few minutes," Draco responded and then just laid there breathing deeply for a few moments. "Are you making Bolognese?"

"Yeah, but I can save it for later if you're not hungry."

"That'd be great." Draco turned his head slightly so Harry could see his thankful smile better. "Beatrice took us for sushi, like, two hours ago during a lull. It was great but it's so filling. I honestly expected to explode afterwards."

"Yeah? We could go for dinner there sometime if you liked it," Harry suggested and Draco nodded carefully, mindful of his head.

"Sure. For date night?"

"That sounds nice," Harry said and leaned forward to kiss Draco's cheek. Draco turned his head so Harry could kiss him properly, which Harry did indeed do. Maybe it was unprofessional of him as a budding Healer, but Draco thought Harry's kisses were the best pain relievers out there.

"Want anything to help you relax after all that hard work?" Harry asked, only mildly suggestively, and followed with, "Hot chocolate and cuddles? Kisses?"

"All three, please. And a change of clothes, maybe."

"Coming right up." Harry kissed his poor boyfriend once more before getting up to hunt the desired items and prove his place as the best boyfriend to have ever existed. Draco couldn't be more grateful.

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