You & I [Draco/Harry]

Chapter Sixteen

"I'll love you unconditionally."

Harry awoke to a loud snoring noise above him and almost hit where it was coming from. That was before he realized the snoring above him was coming from a person and that person was a blond named Draco Malfoy. When he saw Draco's mouth parted slightly, his breathing slow and calm, he had thought back to himself on what the night prior had held. It was incredible and Harry hadn't one regret. He planned on marrying the man he had slept with the night before and he knew Draco planned on the same. He brought a hand up to run his fingers across Draco's face, almost to assure himself that he was there and he was real. When he heard a hum, he paused, watching as Draco moved up slightly only to hide his face in Harry's neck.

Harry's heart was beating fast. Not because he was nervous or afraid. For once in quite some time, it was because he was happy. He wrapped his arms tightly around Draco, hiding his face by the man's shoulder as he took in a deep breath. He was hit with a citrus-y sort of smell with small hints of vanilla and a type of cologne Draco would always wear, and it was the greatest thing Harry had ever smelled. Soon enough, the man laying above him moved with a loud groan as he stretched. Harry watched as he rubbed his eyes, opening them slowly as they adjusted to the light coming through the parted curtains. He looked at Harry, almost in disbelief, rolling off Harry under the duvet and sitting up.

He stared at him. He stared and he stared before his lips curled up into this smile, this wide and undeniably happy smile that caused Harry to smile too.

"Good morning." Harry said. Draco let out this noise, the almost childish laugh mixed with a sort of squeaky exclamation which was out of character for the Malfoy heir, before he leaned forward and kissed Harry. He kissed him like his life depended on it and Harry most certainly wasn't complaining. Draco rolled to lay on-top of Harry, a content hum coming from his mouth when Harry had bit as his bottom lip only to slid his tongue into Draco's mouth. It had Draco breathless and light-headed and just Harry kissing him had this all-consuming effect on him that he wouldn't trade for the world. Because in Draco's opinion, he already had the world in Harry. He had soon pulled away from Harry enough to catch a glimpse of the man below him before he rolled off the bed, hearing a huff from behind him as he stood.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked, voice deep from sleep.

"Aren't you in the mood for some breakfast?" Draco asked as he turned to look at Harry.

Harry shrugged.

Eyebrows raised, Draco looked at Harry questionably. "You have been eating, right?"

Harry hesitated. "It hasn't really been a priority.." He whispered. Draco rolled his eyes, grabbed Harry's hands, pulled him out of the bed and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

"Then we're going to make it one. Right?"

Harry scowled at him. "I'm not a child."

"Then this'll be easy!" Draco smiled, just to annoy Harry, and brought the man out to the kitchen. Sometime in the night, Harry had put on one of Draco's off-white colored jumpers and that was it. That was it. Draco marveled at the sight of Harry walking around the kitchen in nothing but his jumper and a pair of boxer briefs. He had, of course, know just how attractive Harry was. But at the moment in time, he wondered if Harry was even real. Then again, it could be the not seeing him for a month that's made him think so. Harry frowned at Draco when he noticed the man had this thoughtful expression as his face as he looked at Harry.

"What?" Harry asked. Draco chuckled.

"Nothing."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Nothing?"