One shots

Drunken night~ Drarry

"You're my roommate and I came home drunk and you're really fucking cute you should cuddle me until I fall asleep no you can't leave"~ Prompt

Dracos POV~

I stumble my way to the door, dropping my keys about five times before actually managing to open the door to my dorm. Upon entering the room I drop my keys rather loudly onto the counter, stumbling whilst removing my shoes and jacket. My eyes are slightly blurred, mind fogged with liquor.

I felt myself stumbling around and I started giggling, suddenly everything around me becoming extremely funny.

"What are you laughing about?" I processed the voice for a second before turning towards it. My room mate, Harry, was curled up on the couch, movies sprawled over the coffee table. I continued giggling as I approached him, sitting myself down beside him.

"Havee you evr noticd how werd vampires areeee?" I slurred out, "all they do iz drnk blud, isnt dat all grosssssss? And I mean Baz, wy haznt he just made ouy wif Simon yet? Why he psh em down stair??? WHY?" I stared at her as I rambled, genuinely concerned about Baz's behaviour. He just laughed, green eyes gazing into mine from behind his glasses.

"You're drunk." He stated, a sleepy smile on his lips. For some reason he looked insanely adorable right now, the way he was curled up in blankets and a sweater that was at least three sizes to big for him.

"Nooooo 'm not as thnk as u drnk Iam." I chuckled at my own joke. (If you get the reference I love you we're friends now)

"Okay, let's get you to bed." He slowly started to get up but I stopped him, my brain telling me it was a good idea for me to lie down beside him, and cuddle up to him. Harry seemed a bit shocked at my actions but my dazed mind didn't think twice of it.

"Mkay but u gtta stay wif me. I want cuddles." I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into me. I could feel him tense up, not sure what to do.

"Um, Draco, don't you think you should sleep in your own bed?" I shook my head.

"Nooo I want cuddlessss. Plus your cuute, why the helll are you so cute?!?" I stared into his eyes intensly, waiting for an answer.

"Draco, I'm not cute, you're just drunk." Harry tried to move but I cuddled into him further, not letting him get up.

"No yu cnt leavee me. U gotta cudle me til I sleeeep." I smiled up at him as he seemed to give in, placing his arms around me as I cuddled right up to him.

"Fine, but you're going to sleep right now."

"But what about Baz? WE CANT LET HIM PUSH SIMON DOWN THE STAIRS THEY'RE MEANT FIR EACH OTHER!" I half yelled at him making him flinch.

"It's okay Draco, Baz isn't going to throw Simon down the stairs I promise, now go to sleep." I nodded my head, eyes suddenly becoming extremely heavy as I rested my head by his collarbone and drifted quickly off to sleep.

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Harrys POV~

I wake up enveloped in warmth, groggily opening my eyes I see Draco, fast asleep, his body curled into mind, our legs entwined, our arms wrapped around each other, his face buried into my collarbone. I realized our compromising position and blushed a bit.

I glanced down at him, he looks so peaceful when he sleeps. I reach a hand up and gently brush the blonde hair off his forehead before placing a small kiss to his temple, and feeling myself drift off to sleep once again.
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The absence of warmth was enough to wake me, I opened my eyes to see Draco standing over me, just woken up. His bed head sticking up in all directions, his blue eyes squinting at the light pouring in through the curtains.

"Morning." He says, voice deep and rough.

"Morning." I slowly sit up, rubbing my eyes before finding my glasses and placing them onto my face.

"How drunk was I last night?" He questioned, rubbing his temples. I giggled, getting up and grabbing him some painkillers and water from the cabinet.

"Very drunk." I smiled handing it to him which he took with a thank you.

"Oh shit... What'd I do?"

"Well, you traipsed in here, scaring the hell outta me by the way. Started giggling at nothing, then asked me if I ever noticed how weird vampires are." His face grew redder with each word, it was actually quite adorable.

"You refused to sleep in your own bed and aggressively cuddled me into the couch so I couldn't move because 'I want cuddles you're not aloud to leave meee you gotta cuddle me till I sleep.'" I repeated in a mocking tone.

"Oh my god." He said rubbing his crimson features, "then what?"

"Well then you just started calling me cute and then became EXTREMELY concerned about us having to stop Baz from throwing Simon down the stairs because 'they're meant for each other and they should just make out already." His face was now in his hands from embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry you had to deal with me."

"It's s'all good, its was actually quite amusing, you were very concerned about Baz." I laugh.

"Did I really say you were cute?" I nod my head.

"I believe your exact words were, 'why the hell are you so cute?!' Then you just stared at me intensely, like you were waiting for an answer."

"I remember that a bit actually, I genuinely was waiting for an answer." He smiled, I laughed and sat back down on the couch. "I remember it made me mad that you said you weren't cute." I shrugged, "I stopped myself from doing anything but I wasn't happy."

"What were you going to do..?" I asked, curious. He turned even redder, concerning me a bit.

"I was going to, well um, I though that if I k-kissed you it would've made you see how cute you are." It was my turn to blush as he broke his gaze from mine. "Well it's probably a good thing I didn't, sorry again for annoying you, I'm just gonna go hop in the shower I can still smell the alcohol. Please remind me to never drink again." He spat out quickly before dashing into the bathroom and locking the door.

"Will do." I said to nothing in particular.

'He was going to kiss me?' My heart skipped a beat at the thought. 'He said it was a good thing he didn't do it' 'He said 'probably' a good thing, suggesting he wanted to just unsure of your thoughts.' My brain told me. 'You know what they say.'

"A drunk mans words and actions are a sober mans thoughts."

"What'd you say?" Dracos voice broke the silence, startling me a bit.

"Oh n-nothing." I stuttered, he smirked at me.

"No c'mon, now you gotta tell me". He pestered, sitting down beside me, face in his hands as he stared jokingly at me in waiting.

"Well, you said you were going to kiss me, and I thought, aloud I guess, that they say a drunk mans words and actions are a sober mans thoughts." His eyes widened when he realized what I meant, cheeks flushing. He took a deep breath before responding.

"Well..... You're not wrong." I turned to face him.

"Whatdya mean?" I asked, heart stammering a bit. He ruffled a hand through his blonde hair, blue eyes gazing at mine.

In one swift movement he raised a hand to my cheek, pulling me forward while leaning over, and placing his lips on mine. He pulled away quickly, obviously afraid of my reaction. I just look into his eyes, and smile.

{Sorry for being a horrible human and never updating~ A}