The Cabin | D.M 18+

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- BELLE -

It was then when my heart skipped a beat or two.

The luxury of life flashing before my eyes as they webbed shut the moment Draco firmly pressed his lips onto mine.

Undoubtedly I kissed back. Softly. Delicately. Not giving too much to make him want more.

Soaking in each second where his chest pressed into mine. The warmth was bouncing back and forth and his heartbeat began to flutter alongside mine.

I didn't care about the sudden aching in my spine from the bumpy cave walls. But more so the fact that he kissed me, without the utmost need to.

It was all out of his own will. He wanted to kiss me. Just like I always had except I never had the nerve to.

Never would have I gained that confidence or so I would've thought. I knew I was shy and to me I was pretty confident. But Draco made me realise just how timid and anxious I really was.

Like a hedgehog, at any inconvenience I would turtle into my own shell and use my spikes to keep away any threats.

And it wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Because he blossomed the tenacity from my soul like a breath of fresh air. He made me come out of that shell.

Perhaps Draco was bad and evil. But he definitely had his good tendencies.

'Fuck,' He grumbled, the vibrations sending an unfamiliar sensation across my skin. His breathing was already disassembled.

Before anything else, his calloused palms shoved my shoulders away from him, staring back fearfully. It was like questions began to circle his mind.

What was he thinking?

He looked somewhat distraught. Like he never wanted the kiss in the first place. A motion of regret and the cloudiness of darkness swirled in his silver irises.

The room stilled with us. Not an exhale of wind roared outside and the flecks of snow slowed. No longer dancing through the entrance.

Draco abruptly said, his tone as cold as the storm outside, worse than dread itself, 'We need to go.'

'What?' Is all that my throat gasped out.

And I was unsure what it was for. The fact that he looked upset about the kiss. Or the sudden change in demeanour and random order.

Possibly both.

The generosity of my ineptitude had sparked through and choosing to ignore it, Draco twisted on his heels as he began to wrap himself in his clothing. And so he did rapidly.

So many more questions filled my mind. But I was too smart to ask them all at once, knowing it'd end up with him turning sour. As if that reaction wasn't lemon enough.

'Why now?' I began.

I had to ask everything carefully. Ensure not to shut him out; I needed information too and just because he suddenly hated me for something I hadn't done couldn't possibly dictate the future of our friendship/relationship or whatever it is we had.

Shirt on, bottoms too, like a cheetah he clothed. 'The storm is at its tamest. We go now or we're stuck here for another couple of days.'

Not that I'd complain. Perhaps only the part where I get cold. Purely for my own selfishness.