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

10 : "Draco, you need to tell him"

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The next morning came to you gently after the best sleep you'd had in weeks, small spots of sunlight danced around the room, teasing you awake like a kiss on the cheek or a whisper in your ear.

Draco had stayed the night, holding you in his arms and lazily pressing kisses into your bare skin as the two of you fell asleep. It was the best comfort you had had in a long time, the fact that he had stayed showed you he really meant what he said.

The two of you were together, officially, no longer chasing words in arguments, rather finally accepting your feelings for each other.

It didn't matter that you had to hide it from your best friends, your best friends who you go to class with every day, live with and literally share bedrooms with. Your best friends who knew the two of you better than you knew yourselves. Your best friends who had forbid the idea of the two of you rekindling your relationship, warning both of you how messy it could be.

It didn't matter that you had to hide it from Draco's family, Draco's family who you were pretty sure would- if they found out- take any opportunity to track you and your parents down and make Draco regret ever straying from their twisted ideology. Draco's family who despise everything about you, everything about your family and everything that you hold valuable. Draco's family who are arguably genuinely dangerous.

It didn't matter that you had to hide it from your parents, your parents who would forbid you romancing with anyone with the family name malfoy, who would have to live in fear if they ever found out. Your parents who would look you in the eyes and ask you what they did wrong to lead to you falling for someone like him. Your father who would be afraid, and your mother who would be angry.

None of that mattered, right?

Right?

Draco hummed a low groan and shuffled as he awoke, twisting his body to face you with a sleepy eyes still closed smile. He sighed. Draco looked happier than you had seen him before. Your heart raced with anxiety as you thought that you weren't sure if you could say the same.

"Good morning" you whispered, rolling to face him and pressing a small kiss on his lips.

He opened his eyes to look at you, still looking half asleep, and stretched his mouth into a grin "Merry Christmas"

You had almost forgotten, letting the warmth of the realisation wash over you as he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you back in to hug. There was no reason to get out of bed just then, so you didn't for a while, laying around touching each other's warm skin talking about anything and everything but the one thing on both of your minds- how the hell were you going to go about keeping this a secret.

"Did you wrap the kids' presents?" You asked, head resting securely against Draco's clavicle, listening to him breathing and sighing.

He stroked your hair gently, untangling parts where it had become disheveled while sleeping.

"Yeah, they're under my bed" he replied, a shaky tone in his voice.

Draco sat up slightly and you leaned up with him, pulling yourself away from him and sitting so the two of you were looking at each other- he looked like he had something that he wanted to say but you waited for a few moments and no words left his lips. He looked nervous like there were a million thoughts running through his mind and you wondered what they could be.

"come on- let's sort out the presents" you said finally, breaking your awkward silence and giving him an excitable grin.

You tried to hop out of bed, slinging your legs over the sheets and touching your feet to the cold wooden floor, but there was a warm hand on your arm holding you in place. His fingertips were like electric on your skin and the heat was so enticing compared to the icy chill shooting through your bare toes.