Draco Malfoy Imagines

25- sick

DRACO'S POV:

I quietly pushed through the dorm room door, cringing internally as it made a sharp creaking noise.

Y/n hadn't shown up to our first 2 periods, I heard some of her friends muttering about her being sick.

The room was dark and quiet, so I carefully let out a whisper,

"Y/n...?"

A throaty groan came from across the room, muffled from her curtain-drawn four poster.

"Ohh—" I winced, "you don't sound good." I kicked off my shoes, and strode over to her bed.

"Draco."

"Get out, I don't wanna get you sick." She groaned out.

"Oh come on." I pulled open the curtains and seen her curled up with the blankets pulled up to her neck.

She was shivering, and my heart involuntarily clenched at the sight.

I moved and placed my hand along her forehead, it was cold, too cold.

"I keep getting hot and cold."

"You have a fever, love." I sighed, "scoot over."

"Noooo..." she drawled weakly.

I rolled my eyes, sick and she's still stubborn as ever.

I scooped my arms under her and moved her over myself. She made half the effort to try and stop me, but gave in.

I took off my jacket, chucking it at the foot of the bed before getting under the covers with her.

"You will get sick." She warns with a involuntary cough.

"Don't really care darling. When I get sick you can ditch and come look after me." I pulled her closer, and she rested her head near my neck.

"What about when everyone gets back."

"Y/n, we have been friends since we were kids, I don't think they'll be surprised."

"We're cuddling though. It's very... domestic-y."

"Not to be putting labels on us, but we've been making out for the past few months exclusively together, do you really care?"

She lifts her head, "are we like... together together?"

"Was that not obvious?" I chuckled.

She smiled and shook her head.

I leaned in and closed the gap between our lips, at first it was careful and chaste, it was her that swiped a warm tongue over my bottom lip.

I returned the favour, and groaned as she reached a hand to tug at the hair on the base of my neck.

I trailed kisses down her neck, "this making you feel better?"

She responded with a whimper and ran her hands down my back.

I felt her hook her hands into my pants and I pulled back.

"Uh-ah, not yet." I chuckled, kissing her lips again.

"Not when your sick, you cant enjoy it fully."

She let out a hoarse laugh, "I suppose."

"Needy you are." I muttered, kissing her forehead.

She rested her head back on my chest with a little sigh, and her eyes fluttered closed.

As her breathes steadied out she muttered out, "Wish I wasn't sick."

I toyed with the ends of her hair.

"Love you." She half slurred with sleep.

"Love you too."

I found myself laughing a little, it's so cheesy. Laying here with her all bundled up in her bed, throughly snogged even though she's sick, professing our love for each other despite her being half asleep.

It's cheesy, yea, but I have to admit it love it.

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A/N:
hey y'all, hope you enjoyed our cute lil snogging season. bro idk if people find it weird kissing when you have a cold but I don't care </3
BUT OMFG THANK YOU FOR ALL THE READS— ik everyone says the same little speel about never imagining they'd get so many reads, but fr i didn't, I'm so so grateful for all the support! I love seeing all of y'all's comments and messages so seriously thank you 💗