If only it were that easy (draco malfoy 18+)

1 : "get your hands off her"

Disclaimer: based on characters from J.K Rowling's books, I don't own these characters, just writing about them. Ps, gets very smutty and angsty you've been warned!

"If only you knew how much I liked you" Draco whispered into your ear, his hands places firmly on the small of your back, holding you close to him nuzzled into his neck.

The two of you stood in his dorm room, entirely alone with only the sound of the rain hitting the window and your hearts beating irregularly. His roommates had all either snuck out or were relaxing in the common room area.
You lifted your head and looked up at him, feeling your nose sting as tears started to prick in your eyes "it doesn't have to be this way, you know"

He huffed and pulled you back closer, placing his chin on top of your head. As he spoke you could feel his jaw moving and his teeth closing.
"It does, Y/N. I hate it, but it does" his voice was so soft like he was whispering the words to make them seem easier to digest but all it did was hit you harder. Saying it quieter didn't make it any less of a kick in the teeth.

You pulled away from him, removing his insistent hands from your back yourself and standing in front of him, trying not to look hurt. By the look on his face, you were unsuccessful in your attempt at hiding your emotions, maybe the tears gave it away.

"Y/N" he whispered, barely even audible.

You knew he had nothing to say to you, this conversation was not one foreign on your lips and recently it had been bothering you more and more. You thought you knew how much he liked you, but recently maybe you were overestimating his capacity for care. You had spent over 6 months this way now and it was exhausting.

"I'm too tried to do this again" You huffed, stepping away from him and sitting down on his bed, your body caved down in on itself and made you feel even smaller.

"I know, me too" he mumbled, still stood up above you.

Draco deserved credit for a lot of things, but empathy was not one of them- you knew he cared for you but you also knew that this conversation had gone exactly the same way it has always gone, and will always go, and if he truly cared like he said he did it would be different.

"You're not tired of having this conversation, drake, you're tired of me bringing it up. There's a difference" you were getting a little annoyed, but rightfully so in your opinion. If you were one thing, it was fair, and your patience was wearing thin.

"That's not fair" he gritted his teeth, folding his arms over his chest and frowning. You knew that look: Draco malfoy didn't get his way and now he is going to act like a child until he does.

"No, I'll tell you what's not fair, malfoy" you narrowed your eyes standing up so you were even "having to sneak around in the middle of the night to be with you. Having to lie to my friends. Having to watch you flirt with other girls almost every fucking day and not be able to say anything to them. Being laughed at for having a dumb crush on the ever elusive malfoy"

He didn't say anything, he didn't even look you in the eye. Sometimes he was such a coward.
"I'm a joke" you mumbled, falling back down onto the bed and sitting there, hunched over staring at your shoes.

He joined you this time, sitting next to you and pressing his leg against yours. His weight on the bed made you lean towards him but you didn't fight the notion and he picked up his arm, sliding it over your shoulder to hold you securely against his body.

"don't say that" he whispered into your hair, his lips pressed against your head and voice muffled by it "You're my world"

"Then why can't anyone know?" You teared back up, feeling incredibly pathetic in that moment.