A Bunch of Love and Hatred

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"Remember, don't you ever take your mask off. And as much as possible, Draco, maintain that one-meter distance from people, okay?"

Draco's eyes only trailed the hips of the woman in front of him, her hair tousled as she scribbled hurriedly on a small piece of white paper a few words. Sluggishly, he leaned his back on the counter as he eyed her, carefully tracing her waist from the silk, laced nightgown, and watched as her curls fell carelessly on her shoulders.

It's been weeks since the enhanced community quarantine of their city. No one's permitted to go outside unless to buy food and medical supplies. Classes were cancelled and no schools, shopping malls, and parks were open to the public. Fortunately for the Malfoys, they own a huge corporation that allows him to work from home, also with his wife.

"Now, here is the list of the things you have to buy," Hermione spun around, looking face-to-face with a smirking blonde-haired Malfoy, "are you even listening to a word I've said?"

Her eyebrows knitted together as she placed a hand on her hip — the other almost crumpling the whole paper in her hand — and weight all exerted on one of her leg. However, she only received a chuckle as a response from the man in front of her.

"You're gorgeous..." He intently stared at her as their eyes met, and it wasn't long enough until he noticed her face turned red, eyebrows more furrowed than before.

Clearing her throat, she straightened her back and stood in an I-am-in-charge stance.

"Mr. Malfoy, that is absolutely an unnecessary comment," she darted her eyes at Draco, who was lazily leaning against the marble counter. He gave another low chuckle while running a hand on his hair.

Without a hint of surprise, his hands were suddenly on her waist, pulling her as her nightgown flowed into the air, their stomachs touching.

Only a few more centimeters and their lips were in close proximity. Hermione's eyes fluttered as she felt his breath on her face, caressing her firm skin.

"But is it wrong to tell you the truth, Mrs. Malfoy," his face inched closer, "that you're the most gorgeous woman in my life, love... utterly stunning."

Hermione didn't realize that her arms were already draped all over his husband's shoulders, heart beating quicker as lightning.

"Oh, you and your flattery, Draco," she unclasped her slender arms from him and took the mask beside him. A moment after, it was already covering half of Draco's face, his ocean eyes only visible.

"Be careful, okay? I want you to come home to me, safe and whole..." She murmured under her breath as her arms wrapped his neck.

"I promise, I'll be cautious, and you're going to see your handsome husband come home later," the mask caused his voice quite muffled, but Hermione understood his words perfectly which made her scoff.

Draco slowly slid his mask onto his neck as he pulled Hermione with his other hand on her back, and his lips touched her warm and soft ones, all eyes closed as they pulled each other even more closer.

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i don't know, i just had this idea =) sorry if you might not like this idea or i am being insensitive of the topic, but i just want to write this out and of course, compile them.