Midnight Sunshine

He Will Be Loved

Draco awoke the next morning, tucked tight into Harry's arms as he wriggled out of them, running towards the bathroom as Harry got out of bed, knocking on the bathroom door twice "Yeah?" "Come back to bed." "In a minute, you can come in Harry." He walked in, sitting on the edge of the bath "Are you seriously going to watch me pee?" "Darling, have I not said before that we have to watch each other's movements?" He nodded slowly as he relieved himself. Harry kneeled in front of him, brushing his hair out of his face as he finished and got up "Cutie." He planted his lips on his.

The blonde didn't try to fight him but melted into the kiss and their lips moved slowly against each other. Harry brought his hand to his lover's face and gently cupped it while his other hand made it's way around his waist, pulling him in closer. Draco felt a small moan escape his mouth as he felt Harry's tongue swipe across his bottom lip. Slowly, he bit his bottom lip and pulled back, releasing him with a smile and stared into his piercing grey eyes "You're beautiful." "Shut up and you're handsome and I'm not saying anything." They looked each other and a dark shade of red coated their faces.

Harry grabbed his hand, walking downstairs. The brunette lifted him up on the counter as he swung his legs along the counter "Baby, do you want a tea or hot chocolate?" "Hot chocolate please." "What do you need to give me first?" The blonde grabbed the brunette's hand, pulling him in closer and softly kissed Harry on the mouth, stroking the soft dark hair out of his face and planted a kiss to his cheek "My pretty boy." He said looking at him lovingly. Harry turned a bright pink "What did you say?" "I said you're my pretty boy." He proudly said and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a soft, romantic kiss. For the rest of the morning, Draco was being more sweet and tender and Harry couldn't wish for more.

The hours went by and it was soon Afternoon, Draco was cuddled up to a blanket on the sofa while Harry was out shopping as he heard the door unlock and in came Harry "Hi." "Hey gorgeous, you look tired." He nodded in response. Harry put the keys down on the coffee table, walking in the kitchen, putting the bags down, sitting on the sofa beside Draco, guiding his head down in his lap, stroking his hair ever so softly "Go back to sleep for a little longer if you want to, I'm not going anywhere." "Promise?" "I promise, my dear." He leaned down and kissed his forehead as he looked at him and closed the space between them. Their noses gently bumped first, soon followed by the lightest brush of their lips.

Harry noticed he had fallen asleep, he lifted him up, lying him down and climbed behind him and Harry pulled him close once more, into a snug embrace, Draco's head on his chest as he put an arm around him. He started softly stroking Draco's hair. Draco didn't even wake to notice. He smiled softly and stopped playing with his hair as he whined, grabbing his hand as he guided it back to his light pink hair as he started playing with his hair again as he pulled the blanket over them both, letting his eyes flutter closed.

15 minutes later, Harry awoke to Draco not cuddled up to him but heard a few chesty coughs from upstairs, he rubbed his eyes and groaned, walking upstairs to the bathroom "Oh baby, have you been sick at all?" "Felt really close to." He winced at the pain in his stomach "Is the stomach playing up?" He nodded. Harry was soon distracted from his thoughts by a loud heave and the sound of sick splashing into the water, he kneeled down and laid a hand on his back which was raging with heat. He choked out another heave and struggled before letting out another stream of his stomach contents, even letting out a small cry at the end "You need to let it out honey, you're doing so well." He encouraged, tracing circles on his back. He choked a few more mouthfuls of sick before shakily using tissue to wipe the saliva through his fingers. Harry leaned over and flushed the toilet for him, trying to ignore the way his soft cries made his chest ache.

Feeling unsteady, Draco turned to him and collapsed into his chest "You're sweating baby, let's get you in the shower." "I'll be sick again," "I'll be here the whole time, it's okay sweetie, don't worry if you get sick on me." "Can we lie in bed for a bit?" "Of course we can." He helped him up "You can either have me to be sick on or the bucket?" "Both." "Both?" Harry picked him up, leaning down to grab the bucket, walking back into their bedroom, lying Draco down gently on the bed, noticing his angel had fallen asleep on the short walk back to bed.