𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴

Attention

Heyo! Dis is a blurb cuz it's 10pm and I'm babysitting but i wanted to write something so yeah

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House: Slytherin

Blood Status: Any

Warnings: FLOOOOFFFF. Draco not giving ATTENTION!!!

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First Person POV

I make my way (DOWNTOWN) out of Potions class with my boyfriend, Draco. It was quite boring, obviously. Surprisingly, with all the slacking me and Draco do during class, we still pass with an "Exceeds Expectations" or "Outstanding". 

Thankfully, it was the last period of the day, so me and Draco go into the Slytherin dormitories and into his private room–since he is the head of the Slytherin house.

I sit on Draco's huge king sized bed while he closes and locks his door, obviously praying for no disturbance (BABY LOCK THE DOOR AND TURN THE LIGHTS DOWN LOW). Draco then sits on his chair and takes out a new paper and begins writing things. I mirror his actions and put a book under my paper so it doesn't crumple while I write on it and start writing my Astronomy essay.

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Two hours have past and I'm still waiting for Draco to finish his homework. I already finished most of my homework and I'm just gonna leave the rest for the weekend, since it's a Friday. One thing I never understand about Draco is why he always wants to finish all his homework on Friday without leaving any for the weekend. I mean I know he's stubborn but seriously????

"Draco," I say. No answer.

"Draco," I say again, dragging the O. Still, no answer.

"Dray!" Nothing.

"Malfoy."

"Babe."

"Baby." (I'm listening to Harry Styles and legit when I typed this all I hear is "Don't you call him baby" im dead)

"The almighty wizard of the whatever direction we're in."

I keep trying, yet I never get an answer. Although, I do know one way of getting his undivided attention.

"Ugh, I'm just gonna go fuck Blaise, or something," I say, standing up. 

With that, Draco looks up from his paper with wide eyes and looks at me. He shoots up from his chair and tackles me on his bed. 

"What was that, love? You're not going anywhere, even if you try," he says, pinning me down. I mean, he wasn't wrong; his grip is quite strong. I'm not gonna lie though, I'm kind of aroused. 

"Goodness, Malfoy! Finally! Can we cuddle now? You're literally giving your homework more attention than me!!" I pout.

Draco smiles, a cute, genuine smile, and starts kissing every inch of my face. I giggle at his cuteness and give him a quick peck on the lips. 

Draco may be an ass to others, but he has a soft side for some people, and I'm honoured to be one of those people. Draco's soft side also brings mine out, since I'm also an ass to a few others, but only the ones who deserve it.

"Draco?" I ask.

"Hm?" he hums back, laying down with me and closing his eyes.

"I love you." I smile.

He opens his eyes to meet mine, and smiles widely. He wraps his arms around my neck and kisses my forehead, then my lips. His lips stay on mine a little longer until he pulls away and says, "I love you, too."

We kick off our shoes and get under the covers. Draco wraps his hand on my side and pulls me closer to him. He then palms my cheek and caresses it slowly. My eyes are closed, but I can still feel him staring at me and smiling. 

I wrap my arms around his torso, ready to fall asleep while he softly caresses my cheek.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I jump at the sudden noise and look up at the door. Draco groans and yells, "What the bloody hell do you want?!"

"Y/n! Be gentle with your daddy!" I hear Blaise yell from the other side. I secretly chuckle and sink into the bed. 

"SHOVE OFF, ZABINI! DON'T MAKE ME COME OUT THERE AND HEX YOU!" Draco yells. He lays back down and pulls me closer to him, cussing out the space between us.

"I love you... Daddy..." I laugh loudly.

"I love you, too, baby."

I suddenly stop laughing and look at him wide-eyed. His eyes are closed, and he still shows off his infamous smirk.

"Bloody git," I say.

"A handsome one," he replies, still smirking.

I giggle (ew) and kiss his lips passionately. He kisses back, the kiss eventually turning into an intense make-out session.

"I can't argue with that." I wink and turn the other way, him now being the big spoon.

I feel him softly chuckle and kiss my neck.

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So much for blurb.

Dear... Wait, I forgot your name. Do you have a name, or should I just call you mine?

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