The Boy Next Dorm (drako x reader

drako and his swimmers

after swimming we make our way back onto the shore and i start shivering. without waiting for him, i rip my hand out of his grasp and run to the willow tree. i huddle underneath it and rock back and fort shivering.

drako raises an eyebrow and collects our clothes from off the the beach.

he comes over to me and wraps an arm around me. "it's kind of hot isn't it? i for one am melting."

i glare at him as i continue to shiver.

"wait minute." he looks at me. "are you cold? like actually cold?" he pauses. "do you want your sweater?"

i roll me eyes. "you know i didn't bring it."

he nods. "yeah that was kind of stupid of you. i didnt want to point it out or anything because i know how you can get, but it was kind of stupid yeah. really bad mistake. glad i didnt make that one. although im not very cold, so itll just go to waste."

"can i have it then?" i ask, my teeth chattering

"you really want it? oh wow. now that i think about it you make it seem so desirable. maybe you wont get it know. you know with supply and demand and all that."

"i hate you."

"those are some strong words. i guess i have to give it now. i feel vaguely threatened."

my eyes widened. we are so alike. i always feel vaguely threatened.

he hands it over. "youre taking over my entire collection."

"i cant believe i risked my life just for you to be bitchy like this." i say as i put it on.

his eys widen. "me? bitchy?Mon cherié, s'il te plaît. i just gave you a sweater. im only one man."

"aren't you going to be cold?" i ask.

"No, im boiling." He says. he lies down against the roots of the tree, wraps his arms around me again, and i snuggle against him. I revelationize, i've never felt this safe before.

we watch the waves of the black lake and i absentmindedly trace his scar.

he shivers and gets up to put his pants on. when he gets back into the same position, i do my best to cover him witht hesweater as it is so big that it acts as a blanket. 

he stops shivering and his breathing evens out. his eyes finally close and i watch as he peacefilly sleeps.

he looks so young and angelic asleep, not like his bitchy and sarcastic self.

i feel some sort of protectiveness over him. i know he has had a hard life, even though he doesnt share that part of his life.

i can feel he loves me, but he is never fully there. today was the first time. but even then he tries to distance himself. i dont know who he is trying to protect; me or him.

as i think over our conversations and linger over the part where he said he was strange. he glossed over it, but i knew it had a deeper meaning.

i shift to get more comfortable.

"go to sleep. silence your brain. i cant sleep with its constant chatter." he says groggily,

i reach up to kiss him and then return my head to his chest. i close my eyes.

i have questions about him. i wonder ver much about him. but not everything needs to be nswered right now.

 we have time.