Don't Turn On The Lights

Don't turn on the lights

Maybe when you come home tonight

Don't turn on the lights

And just sneak inside the bed

So you don't have to fear you woke me up

And I can put my arms around you

And make you smile Because you think it's my unconsciousness,

So when you come home tonight

Don't turn on the lights

Maybe just sneak inside the bed

And let me hold you

Because you're finally home

And I've finally come home, too,

So when you come home tonight

Don't turn on the lights

Maybe just sneak inside the sheets

And tell me about your day

Because you think I'm asleep

And I can smile secretly when you say you love me

Because you think I'm not awake,

So when you come home tonight

Don't turn on the lights

Maybe just come and sit on the bed

And wake me up

And kiss me because you haven't all day

Maybe then we could snuggle and sleep,

So when you come home tonight

Don't turn on the lights

Let them off

So you can tell me how much you love me

And I can tell you how much I love you

Maybe when you come home tonight

Don't turn on the lights

Midnight microfics

Painted in green

For @drarrymicrofic prompt: Little do you know

It's only Thursday and I've painted you three times this week, even my art teacher is tired of me painting you but I can't resist my brush when I see you sitting in the cafe across reading the abridged version's of Shakespeare because you enjoy reading but you're not particularly fond of Shakespeare. I've painted you in your red sweater, your white sweater and your leather jacket, I think all of it is very contrasting but I wish to see you in green, but you never wear green, you never do. I hope to give you all of these paintings one day, maybe then I won't be so afraid of confessing my feelings for you, Maybe then through my art I could say " this is how I see you " or " I tried painting you in different Angles but all your Angles are great" and then maybe you could blush and ask me for a cup of coffee but you've never even spared a glance at me when I'm painting, I wish you would.

I think we should call it fate or maybe you had already planned but when on the very next Friday you crossed me through the street and I had almost assumed you weren't going to say anything, you did.

" you live across me now, is that right ?"

I nodded.

You smiled at me " a cup of coffee ? I was about to go to the cafe ?"

I nodded cheerfully and we went to the same cafe you go to every day and ordered your two specials and Involved me in a interesting conversation about Julius Caesar but I had no idea what you were talking about Because I was busy painting you in my head.

It was like moments Switch when you realised I was only watching and listening less when you asked "how did your painting turn out yesterday ?"

There was a knowing smile on your face as if it was secret only you and I knew and I blushed, I wish I didn't but you were so irresistible. I couldn't reply, I couldn't because nothing coherent framed in my brain. Little did you know about how I was painting you but the way you knew I was painting made a garden of flowers grow inside my chest.

" how do you know I paint ?"

" I see you cross me to get there everyday except Friday's "

Friday was today.

You knew I thought, you knew, all this time.

" Maybe one day I'd let you see my paintings" I sipped my coffee

" maybe one day you could paint me " he suggestively smiled.

Your mischievous smile said it all, oh how you knew.

" maybe one day you'd wear green "

You wore green the next day and you asked me for a coffee again and this time instead of you talking about Shakespeare you let me talk about the different types of varnish brings out a different glow in the painting and how my favourite brand of paints was ' aquarelle' an old set from my mother's collection that were no longer sold and you listened gracefully, like I was singing a lullaby.

That night when you walked me home, and when you looked at me for a minute longer than one, I knew you were painting me in your head and I was painting you in mine and I sort of liked it. I sort of liked thinking that we were painting each other only your painting was a painting in words, or framing me in one of the characters from Shakespearean plays and I was painting you in my head with soft strokes of just right colour of tan and your green sweater which unknowningly I had started loving too much.

Then just suddenly you gave me a very charming smile, the one that was so hard to resist and you whispered " good night, draco" and you kissed me on my forehead and i liked how you kissed my forehead rather than on the lips and it was more intimate than the kiss you might press against my lips but I think if you had, I wouldn't had been able to control myself. And then you went into your own apartment watching me as I Walked into mine with a smile that failed to dissolve.

Masterlist to previous other microfics/ fics

Thanks for the tag @drarrylover-1308

2 journals ( one of them is empty), a bottle of water, hand sanitizer, some iron pills, a small box of my jewellery and Somewhere standing with the support of my wall is my ukulele ( not technically on the night stand but supported)

Much love, no pressure, open for anyone

Tags- @drarrywords @nousheen @hopeless-romanticsclub @thebusyfangirl

i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand

Harry: what, no!! Draco and I are just best friends

Ron: and there's nothing going on

Harry: absolutely not

Draco:* offended * bitch please, you were making out with me in the broom closet 5 minutes ago

Ron : I knew it was you

Harry: DRACO-

harry and draco living together + light angst + lots of pining + confessions 🤍

Friends don’t kiss the way you do [ The 100th ]

I am definitely not sure if my output is as you desired but i just hope you enjoy it | FRIENDS TO LOVERS TROPE | Word count- 6.3k |

KUDOS PEOPLE, JUST REALISED THIS IS MY 100TH PROMPT

Harry was illuminated in the bright yellow light as he fidgeted with things in the fridge when he heard

“ You finished your ice cream last night “ 

Harry banged his head against the refrigerator door, his heart beating louder in his chest than it was before “ you scared the shit out of me, why do you always have to come like a bloody ghost, can’t you just announce yourself as you walk in “ 

Draco’s lips turned into a little amused smirk “ now where would be the fun then“ 

Harry rolled his eyes as he flicked the lights on and looking for something to eat in the cabinets “ you’re back before 3 so i’m assuming your date wasn’t great or as you phrase it ‘fashionably bad’ “ 

“ interested much in my dating life now aren’t you “ Draco teased with a raised eyebrow and a quippy smirk 

“ Merely pitiful for your date “ Harry shrugged then grinning as soon as he found the last bag of chips 

“ You eat a lot of junk do you realize that, no wonder you look like a gym bag “ Draco shrugged following Harry into the living room 

“ Amusing you notice my body however to your displeasure i’d rather prefer to look however the way want rather than looking like a skinny twig like you who keeps working out because they like to flex their non existent muscles “ Harry said as he shoved chips into his mouth. 

“One this is called looking a size 4 and i do not have non existent muscles, i do have them, i just don’t flex them to you, why should I anyways “ Draco shrugged 

“ Right, I see a lot of arms when you come out of the shower. You don’t absolutely look like a twig, you look like a perfect model “ Harry rolled his eyes flipping the channels in the television only finding late night advertisements running on almost every channel

“At least I don’t look like you “ Draco rolled his eyes, raising his legs and crossing them over the table. 

“ You can never look like me even in your dreams Draco. You’re just jealous I look more better even after I eat all the junk and without working out, you just wish you looked like me” Harry faked a smile looking at Draco finally to notice he had been wearing his yellow jumper 

“ I look better than you Potter “ Draco scoffed taking his legs off the table 

“ Oh we’re back on potter, i bet i pinched a nerve there “ Harry elicited a small mockery laugh 

Draco scoffed at Harry with a little ‘ whatever ‘ tagged along with it. 

“You should do your laundry one of these days, I don’t want all my clothes smelling like you” harry added 

“ I’ll do it when I have the time and also this way I love to see you all annoyed because all your clothes smell like me, which by the way should smell like my expensive perfume “Draco replied with small victorious smile 

“ you might wear chanel or dior, I don’t care, just do your laundry soon” Harry said 

Draco rolled his eyes getting up to go to his room “Okay,Daddy “ 

Harry looked at Draco for way too long for him to correct himself when he realised Draco obviously didn’t get it. 

“ What ?” Draco asked with a raised eyebrow 

Harry pursed his lips controlling his laugh “Nothing” 

Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry suspiciously until he finally understood and did a big eye roll “ i seriously can’t believe you” 

Harry broke out laughing hearing Draco mutter some things as he walked into his room about how immature Harry was to laugh at something like that, he kept laughing obviously. 

The next morning before Harry left Draco had walked into the kitchen looking for milk and cereal to have his breakfast before he too left for work. Harry had only been eating a sandwich when he came and just then it clicked him

" How was your date last night,I never asked ?"

" the fact I didn't bring anyone home makes it pretty clear. He was looking for something serious, you know me " Draco scoffed.

Harry rolled his eyes getting up from the stool, washing his plate " yes, yes Draco malfoy doesn't do serious relationships. It's like you have an allergy "

" who knows I even might " Draco shrugged

" well anyways I'm out " Harry informed picking up his bags to go when he added " oh by the way I'll be late, you can make your own dinner "

" what ? So now you have a date ?" Draco comically scoffed, pouring milk into his bowl.

" Actually yeah, I do have a date " Harry replied with raised eyebrows.

Draco's milk almost spluttered upon hearing the news " you have a date ? You ?"

" yes, me..wish me luck " Harry grinned and left the apartment.

Draco only mumbled a bye in the air as he left, vaguely shocked by the news.

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Draco would like to honestly reply, his week wasn't great, not even a little bit. Working as a potions master who didn't necessarily like kids, it was a lot to ask for when the year had just begun and the kids kept messing every potion up and he would have to help clean most of them up. So to sum up the week wasn't great and unfortunately he didn't even had a date but he thought to himself that maybe he'd spend time with Harry who had been out almost all week, it would be a nice Saturday night, watching some cliche movies or talking about something or playing the boring scrabble when he opened the door and was immediately landed upon the sight of Harry making out with some girl right over the couch.

Draco unintentionally dropped his keys over to the ground in mild shock breaking him out of his trance to see that girl shoving her entire tongue down his throat, he finally came to his senses and clumsily picked up his keys.

" i- I- didn't know l- I'll just be in my room" Draco rambled

Harry and the girl got up fixing themselves up " no it's alright- we just- well got here "

" I'm nadia by the way "

" oh yeah, Draco, Nadia, Nadia, Draco "

Draco shook her hand firmly before he let go awkwardly.

" I should be going actually, I've got to watch over Nancy's kids " Nadia said.

" oh yeah, I'll see you soon then. I'll call you" Harry replied.

Draco watched from where he stood touching the oranges as if pretending to busy himself into something as Harry bid his bye to the girl who obviously wore a dress down to the cleavage that if it were any more exposing, her breasts would fall out. Just the thought of it made Draco almost puke in his mouth, he didn't however know why.

Harry returned grinning, his hands shoved in his pockets.

" looks like you've got a hanger in your mouth" Draco sarcastically said

" she- she just is so great you know, I mean did you look at her, she was going to watch over for her sister's kid. How great is that "

" big deal, I teach kids everyday " Draco never really knew why he said what he said but he knew he said it and practically ran into his bedroom, announcing he was too tired and would like to be left alone.

That particular night he had a dream about making out with Harry and just like that he had woken up startled, shocked and surprised to death and couldn't wait to forget the dream.

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" I'd wonder after getting a boyfriend, you'd actually wear his jumpers more than mine " Harry teased as he looked through CD's to find a movie to watch.

Draco was confused before he realised the debt he had to pay for lying that he had a boyfriend " oh-oh yeah- yours just fit better "

" they're basically falling off your shoulder, you 4 sized model " Harry chuckled. 

Draco secretly smiled rubbing the corner of his eyes “ laundry is a lot to do” 

“ Well if you’d keep procrastinating it, it would seem like a lot, why don’t you just go with someone- your date perhaps “ 

“ Yeah, I'm sure my date would be thrilled to go on a date at Laundromat “ Draco rolled his eyes, shutting off the kitchen cabinets and disposing of the bags he bought things into the drawer. 

They were silent for a little too long when Harry almost fell back, almost startled “ we should double date “ 

Draco stubbed his foot against the chair, groaning in pain “what?” 

“ you are dating someone, i’m dating someone, we should go on a double date” Harry suggested 

“ oh- i- i don’t know yet, i mean we just started out dating, I don’t want to scare him off you know” 

“ But I'm pretty sure he knows about me, right? You guys must’ve talked and everything or- you didn’t tell him you’re living with me ?” Harry asked quizzically 

Draco frowned, wondering why should he had told that to anyone he was ever dating but he couldn’t think of a reason why. 

“ Did you find something to watch or not ?” Draco interrupted 

“ How does Die hard sound?” 

Draco shook his head " too violent "

" How does Titanic sound ?" Harry asked showing him the CD

" Nah, too sad, the hot guy dies " Draco mumbled bringing the cold coffees he made in his hand and standing next to harry to see which movie CD's they had

" Cars ?" Harry asked looking up at Draco from where he was sat

" metal cars with faces and racing, I'm not 5"

" but you love cars " Harry countered

" well- I'm just not in that mood " Draco replied

" well then what kind of mood are you even in ?"harry asked

Draco thought for a moment staring at the wall at the opposite wall with a scrunched face and then replied" something- like uplifting "

"romantic comedy then. You're such a sap Draco " Harry chuckled, fetching 10 things I hate about you.

" I'm not a sap and you enjoy romantic comedies as much as I do, they're comforting " Draco bounced back on the couch with Pillow tucked over his lap.

" Not going to lie, they are, " Harry agreed, sitting down on the couch next to Draco and keeping his feet over the table, crossing them immediately.

" You ordered pizza right ?" Harry asked a while later

" I thought you did "

" Why would I do it ?" Harry countered back in pitchy tone

" because you said you would " Draco argued

" but-"

" just go and order for Merlin's sake, it'll only take 2 minutes " Draco rolled his eyes eating his popcorn

Harry groaned and got up mumbling to himself about how irresponsible Draco was making Draco laugh in himself.

It took Harry far too long when he finally returned after ordering the pizza to the point that he had called out Harry a lot of times telling him the good scene was up until Harry returned with a light jacket in his hand.

"Were you making the piz- are you going to get the pizza from the store or what ?" Draco questioned

" what- no- the pizza would be around in 5 minutes. I'm just going to Nadia's, she called and she asked if I was free and I told her I was so we're going to hang out " Harry shrugged his jacket on himself huffing when he accidentally hit his face with the chain.

“ So what, now you’re just going to cancel our movie day ?” Draco asked offended 

“Well Draco- you understand right, I mean this is the girl I’m dating-” 

“ And just because you’re dating we have to do everything according to her, I don’t get it. It’s our movie day and you’re going to cancel it for some girl” Draco raised his voice, almost hurt 

“ Its just a movie night Draco, we can do it anytime-” 

“ It isn’t about we can do it anytime, it’s about you committing to the plan and lately all you’ve been doing is making your plans according to her, I mean Harry there are other people in the world too- “ 

“ Oh I’m sorry for actually being considerate about my date and wanting to spend time with her and taking her somewhere nice but oh- i forgot that’s because i’m dating her and this is what dating is all about and it may seem offensive to you but i frankly don’t care about you and that stupid movie. And i’m going on whatever my date is as a nice guy because Unlike you Draco I don’t just sleep with people and leave them- i-i didn’t mean-” 

“ Yeah, sure, Whatever Harry “ Draco's voice broke as he shut off the TV and stormed back into his room, slamming his door loudly as he got in. 

Harry ran across the hall after Draco and loudly knocked on his door. 

“ Draco, please- you know I didn’t mean it- Draco-” 

“ Just go away Harry “ Draco called from the other side of the room and Harry could only sigh to himself. 

“ Draco I’m sorry, alright, I didn’t mean it “ Harry frowned when met with silence, resting his head against Draco’s door but the silence dragged on for too long and Harry turned to see the time, immediately realizing he was late. 

“Draco- i’m sorry alright, just know it okay, but i really need to go. Just- don’t be mad at me for too long “ But Draco didn’t reply and Harry left the apartment defeated. 

At night when Harry returned, he hadn't known that Draco was sitting in the corner of the kitchen counter silently eating his ice cream when he saw Harry walk past with a smile covering his face, he was humming to some song that he only sang when he was in a very good mood and it made Draco's heart clench to see how happy Harry seemed or how that girl made him so happy when Draco always thought that he could be the only to make him smile like that. Draco didn't want to hate Harry being in a good, Cherishing, uplifted mood but after the argument they had he couldn't bring himself to not be mad at him. Draco had sulked the entire day away, even regretting how he should've forgiven Harry because he knew he didn't mean it but after seeing him like that, he couldn't help it and above everything else, he didn't know who he was more mad at, himself for being petty or Harry who looked happy or the girl who made him so happy.

As Harry expected Draco remained mad at him for long and refused to even be in the same place or room as Harry and it was affecting him more than he even imagined. Half his mind was always involved into making plans to fix things with Draco even when he was on a date and it was unintentionally affecting his dating life with Nadia. 

“ Big deal Harry, he’ll forgive you at some point, don’t worry” Nadia comforted him 

“But that’s the point, he isn’t,I said some stupid things I should not have “ Harry almost wanted to take his hands away from Nadia’s grip because they didn't feel familiar but he reminded himself that she was only trying to comfort him.

“ He’ll come around Harry-” and just then his apartment door opened and Draco walked in with a bunch of laundry in his hands. 

“ You did the laundry?” Harry asked immediately, standing up unconsciously losing his hold with Nadia. 

“ I did since you were bothered that I wore your clothes  I’ll leave your clothes on your bed “ Draco dismissed Harry without looking at him and busying himself with keeping his keys on the counter. 

“ I mean I didn’t actually mind it besides now they all smell good because of you, you could’ve done them any day “ It was clear Harry was trying to mend things with Draco but he didn’t acknowledge it. 

He turned around to face Harry finally after days, his eyes even falling on Nadia but retracing back to Harry “ I also made sure your clothes doesn’t smell like my stupid expensive perfume or me, I washed them three times so now all it smells like is detergent “ 

Harry opened his mouth to say something but he couldn’t, he was just face planted with the idea of how much it actually hurt him right now to listen to him talking about not wanting to wear his clothes anymore. He always assumed that this was in fact what he wanted but the thought of Draco washing his clothes out of spite and the possibility of Draco never wearing his clothes again made his heart grow smaller in his chest. He thought he didn’t like his clothes smelling like Draco’s soap or perfume but to even think of his clothes smelling like just detergent made him want to make Draco wear all his clothes so they smelled like him again and never washing it again because he never wanted his clothes to smell of anything but Draco . Just laundry making his mind do circles made him feel like a lunatic but he hated to feel distant from Draco anymore. He hated what they had turned into but the more he hated was the fact that he didn't know how to fix it.

Harry and Draco would have stood there watching each other, hurt by each other but as if Nadia sensed it, she spoke up.

"Let's go out for coffee " and she said and practically dragged Harry out with her.

Harry didn't want to but he knew that if there was one thing that was true was the fact that Draco definitely didn't want to see Harry anymore. He watched Draco as he left with Nadia, a pang of guilt in his chest that grew stronger when Draco watched him watching him leave but he was sure at this point that he could do nothing.

It was less than a few minutes when Harry had found himself sitting in a cafe across the street but he was lost in his own thoughts.

" he'll forgive you "

He almost jumped up in his chair then realised Nadia bought them coffees.

" What's this ?"

" it's a chai tea,like a venti. It's really good "

Harry didn't wanna break her heart but he loathed chai tea, it tasted disgusting to him and the only time he actually even liked tea was the one's Draco prepared when he was ever sick and he couldn't help but remember the time when they had first taken chai tea as something new to try but ended up laughing all the way back home throwing it in the dumpster because of how awful it tasted to them.

Harry hesitantly took a sip of the chai tea and almost wanted to throw up but Nadia was looking at him so eagerly in hope that he drank a bit more and gave her a reluctant smile. He could imagine Draco Snickering in the back of his head but bringing Harry the special order that only Draco knew what it was, not even Harry knew himself. It was sort of a routine they had made, they both knew each other's favourite coffee order but none of them knew their own coffee and it was sort of appealing but at a moment like this when he had to gulp down the entire chai tea he wished Draco was here to order him his drink.

" You didn't like it, did you ?" Nadia asked empathetically.

" Was I that obvious ?" Harry scrunched his face trying to get rid of the after taste.

" It's not such a big deal Harry, you could've just said you didn't like it and I would've replaced it. What do you like, I'll order that for you ?" She asked

Harry could've said anything but how could he answer when he himself didn't know what he liked " I- I actually don't know "

" What do you mean you don't know ? You must like at least some sort of coffee ?" She asked frowning

" Well you see- Draco Knows my order. We just have this thing that we know each other's orders but don't know our own, it was just a stupid thing we tried out once but we couldn't get rid of the habit " harry explained

" So you guys don't know what kind of coffee you individually like ?" She asked, almost cutting off a laugh.

" nope " harry emphasised on the 'p'

" well- that's- something entirely your two's business and I can't possibly figure out your order on my own so looks like you're gonna need Draco for the rest of your life " she laughed but even if Harry laughed, he didn't find it humorous, In Fact the thought of having Draco being in his life for the rest of his life seemed very appealing and he didn't know why but after living with him for so long and knowing him for almost all his life, he couldn't imagine a place in his life where there isn't Draco.

He knew Nadia was talking about something or joking about something a but his heart and his mind was left somewhere else, maybe at the apartment where Draco was and even if he subconsciously felt like he knew the reason he didn't dwell on the thought of it, he just sat there as Nadia talk about a bunch of stuff and his mind thinking of Draco and how he had known him his almost entire life that the thought of Draco not being in his life somehow messed up with the functioning. He sat there thinking of who would wear his clothes if Draco's gone or who would order his coffee or who would buy the CD's to watch movie or who would he even have a movie night with or who would he take to the boring ministry party's he went as a guest to or who would he play quidditch with or who would take him on random adventures in the most chaotic of times or who would bring the flowers for the bowl in the kitchen or who would remind him that he ran out of his ice cream or who would tell him that he dumped his work clothes in the dumpster in the hallway or who would tell him that his glasses are at the top of his head and who would make him wear those glasses or who would randomly help Harry to tie his tie, not because he couldn't do it but because Draco enjoyed doing it or who would steal his wand for petty fights and hide it above the cabinet's in the kitchen that Harry pretends he doesn't know is his hiding spot or who would sit with a pillow while watching movie because Harry falls asleep on Draco's lap more than often or who would braid Harry's hair sometimes just because it's fun or who would clean the TV cabinet because he saw a tiny bit of dust or who would organise his closet or who would he rate people with in a bar based on their outfit or who would he rate house with for how good they looked or who would he ride a bus with or who would just go on a walk with, if not Draco then who, if he doesn’t share all f this with Draco then who ?

Harry doesn't remember much from after the cafe but he knew exactly when he got in the apartment and saw Draco sleeping on the couch and he covered him up with a soft couch blanket they had kept only because of this reason. He smiled at Draco when he saw his lips curl up a Little bit in his sleep and he almost wanted to brush off the hair off his face but Draco was a light sleeper and he didn't want to wake him up especially after realising that this was the most he'd seen him smile the entire week. He left him to be and swiftly took one of his jumpers and sneaked in Draco's closet and went inside his room.

As day's Turned into weeks, Draco started to realise the real reason he was mad at Harry. He was hurt. That was it, he was hurt that Harry was replacing Draco with someone who he had just met when he had known him for all his life, he was hurt because instead of going to the parks with Draco, Harry now was going with that girl, because it pained him to see that Harry returned smiling more than often. He was hurt because it was all happening in front his eyes and he couldn't do anything to prevent it, he remained there watching Harry making plans with the girl, cancelling the one's with Draco and he didn't even know why it made him mad, he certainly didn't own Harry or he wasn't his significant other but reality crushed him when he realised that this was probably what the rest of his life is going to look like, the one where Harry dates someone else and have his happy ever after while Draco sulk away, regretting everything and getting off who he was with. And he didn't like to admit it out loud but he was jealous. Jealousy bubbled inside him like a Lava as Harry and Nadia got deeper into the whole dating thing, he didn't quite know why or he did know why but he didn't want to admit but for just one day, Draco wished he could be with Harry without his date and everything else, just the two of them, they could do anything and everything and just for that one day Draco would like to prove to him that Draco was so much more better than she was. 

Harry and Draco had made some progress after almost 3 weeks when they accidentally got invested into a conversation about some stupid Mark at work and had ended up making a joke about it when they realised they weren't talking to each other and awkwardly went into their respective rooms, little did the two of them know they kept smiling the entire time behind their own doors, going to bed with a grin on their faces because they had finaly talked about something, even if for a little while,they enjoyed it. 

But that was all for the remainder of the week because they didn't interact for the rest and Harry kept venting out to Nadia about how immature it was at this point.

" harry- ha- harry- shut up " Nadia interjected loudly. He was taken aback by her tone but the reason became more clear when she spoke up.

" look- I-i just appreciate you venting out to me and everything and you talking about how it's been going on for so long and how immature it is and I appreciate how you're not keeping it in but Harry I'm dating- just you, not the two of you "

" What do you mean ?" Harry frowned.

" What I mean is Harry, I'm only dating you but I just always feel like I'm also dating Draco at the same time. It's always about Him, he likes this restaurant, he knows my orders, he likes this food, oh he said the food here isn't good, this sweater is a perfect fit on Draco, he likes the same Ice cream or no he doesn't like that. It's always he likes this or what he doesn’t like or it's always about how immature Draco is to keep this whole thing going on and how you want to fix things up but you're not, or how you had a wonderful conversation with him by accident but it was a progress. I like you Harry, I do, very much, you're a very considerate guy but It's always about him and it's a bit annoying " Nadia exhaustingly huffed as if she'd been keeping it in for a very long time.

" you- think I talk about him too much ?" Harry asked, almost shocked but also not.

" you do harry, you do too much and i know you like me but it's clear you're absolutely inevitably in love with Draco, I mean Jesus you're thinking off him half the time you're with me " she responded

Harry was suddenly taken aback " I am not in love with Draco- I mean that is just absurd beyond anything. Draco is good friend that is all, there's nothing like that about him and i am most definitely not attracted to him "

" the hell you're not harry '' she chuckled " you literally spend all your time thinking about him, you only like him wearing your clothes, I'm the one you're dating but you've never offered me one but you just happen to love him in your clothes even though they're very oversized, he's the only person who knows your goddamn coffee order, he's the only person you make any plans with, he's the Only one who allowed to touch your stuff, he's the only one allowed to eat you ice cream, I mean please Harry who are you kidding, you're so mind numbingly in love with Draco and it's so adorable how you don't even know about it. Just think of it this way, are you that sort of friend with anyone but Draco ? Can you imagine laying in your best friend's lap, Ron's lap for instance? Can you ?"

He must've gotten the point but he wasn't ready to give in, he could not love Draco, how could he, he was his flatmate, or could he ?

" I- I don't love him " he stammered

" Okay then maybe you like him a lot. You care for him too much harry and that's not how friends care for each other. You don’t search for just a friend in a room full of people or you don’t stare at your friend from across the room like they mean everything to you, you don’t do that if you’re just friends and its not just you but I know Draco liked you too and maybe that’s why he is giving you a hard time " she pointed out with a warm smile.

" but- no- I don't like him, we're just very comfortable friends " harry rambled.

Nadia shook her head smiling " alright, if you don't think that, then it's okay but I know you are definitely in love with him, so I'm gonna do you a favour and I'm going to break up whatever this is, alright. I don't want to spend the rest of my time waiting for some guy who I know is in love with his friend and I'm the reason he's not with him " she smiled.

Harry shook his head " that's not true-"

" It's okay Harry, it's what I believe. Let me do that. And I know you've been wanting to break up too but you're just too sweet to do that " she wasn't wrong and so he didn't counter back.

" Next time bring Draco on a coffee date alright " she chuckled, paying for her half of the bill.

" but-"

But she left, abandoning Harry in the cafe. He walked back home with no thought other than what she had said and the weird part was even though he was just broken off, he was still thinking about Draco and how he might possibly be in love with him or how at least others frame him to be in love with Draco even if he wasn't but somewhere Harry knew Nadia wasn't all wrong. Draco consumed a greater part of his mind and heart and he didn't mind it, not even a little bit. The more stranger part was he could imagine loving Draco, taking him out on a date, holding his hand,kissing his forehead, cuddling with him, watching movies with him, living with him, making breakfast for him, making dinner even, bringing him flowers, taking care of him when he’s sick because he already did all of them and he liked doing it for Draco, he liked being there with him with whatever it was. 

He entered the flat to Draco preparing dinner in the kitchen when he joined in and sat down in one of the kitchen stools watching Draco work.

Harry might've been too silent that Draco didn't notice his presence but he jumped up as soon as he did, making the hot bowl of soup fall all over Draco's hands.

" fuck- couldn't you had just announced yourself when you came in " Draco gritted as he shook his hands rapidly. Harry jumped up from his seat, getting hold of Draco's hands and putting them under cold water.

"Well now you know how it feels when you ghostly appear in the Middle of the night " Harry rolled his eyes, washing Draco's hands in his own.

" Does it hurt ?" He asked instantaneously

" Like a bitch, Harry" Draco scoffed but it was clear it pained him.

Harry immediately fetched a bag of pea from the refrigerator and applied it over his hand making draco relax under his touch.

" Better ?"

" loads " Draco responded with his eyes closed in relief.

Harry watched Draco as his eyes remained closed, the water kept running Between their hands still together and how he liked holding his hand right now and he couldn’t help but think about all that Nadia said and he wondered if it was all true. 

Draco opened his eyes as if he could feel he was being watched and turned his face to Harry, who still kept staring at him. Harry kept watching him how his face seemed so soft from the relief and just the way he was with his little dimpled smile and that mischevious smirk, those quirky sarcasm and his loud silence and he knew then that what Nadia said was true, he truly loved him, he loved him because who he was in Harry's life and how he filled every space remaining in his heart but romantically he knew he liked Draco a lot, he liked him too much that his heart was racing like it was trying to win a race with no cars around but just going on and on.

" what ?" He asked softly.

Harry gulped, Breaking out of his trance and closing the tap and taking his hands away from Draco's hand but the bag of pea immediately fell and Harry knew he couldn't leave his hand, not just yet.

" how does it feel ?" Harry asked, he didn't know what exactly he was asking for but he did.

" it- better- it'll be fine in a while, it was just soup " Draco replied looking away from Harry who was staring at him for far too Long that Draco almost felt embarrassed.

" wasn't it your date today ?" Draco asked

"We- we actually broke up " Harry replied

Draco grew confused suddenly asking him what happened.

" She thinks I love someone else " Harry's heart hammered loudly in his chest as he stared at their hands.

" oh " Draco's face immediately fell.

" she thinks I'm in love with you because all I do is talk about you all day long " Harry hesitantly added

Draco swallowed, his own heart beating rapidly " yo- you don't ?"

Harry wanted to look up at Draco but he didn't know how to face him right now, how could he look him in the eye and tell him the truth after everything they've been through. How could he and what if Draco didn't like him ?

" I- "

" Never mind " Draco interjected when Harry took too long to reply, taking the bag of pea from Harry and moving away from his hold.

" what- Draco-" but Draco was deciding to walk away and the only way to hold him back was to stop him from going by pulling him back from his waist and standing just before Draco, so he almost caged him.

" I- didn't say anything, " Harry said.

‘’But you obviously don't, " Draco said, looking at his feets.

Harry put his finger under Draco's chin making him look up in his eyes.

" Do you ?" Harry asked

Draco remained speechless for a long time, perhaps finding a better way to confess but didn't know without fearing a rejection.

" I- I don't know " Draco replied

" I don't know either," Harry added.

" what ?" Draco questioned frowning.

" it's true that I talk about you all day Long and it's true that I think about you way more than I should or that we're not friend friends but up until now I never really realised if I actually liked you or not, I maybe always knew I liked you somewhere but I'm refusing myself because i’m sort of afraid but I think I do but I also think- nmph" Harry arms immediately fell over Draco's waist as he felt his lips over his own and breaking away too soon.

" Did it help ?" Draco asked innocently.

" Maybe we should try again and then we might find out'' Harry whispered blushing and they kissed again and this time they kissed for longer than before and with no rush to separate. It wasn't perfect, there was a little bit of more tongue than the other was used to or there was less of tongue than other was used to and there was too much stumbling and there was even stepping on the others toes but everything became worth it when they finally found the rhythm and Harry had cupped Draco's back pulling him closer and Draco's wounded hands were in Harry's hair pulling him closer too. It took them a while to find a way to make their kiss perfect, their own perfect kiss with just the appropriate amount of tongue, appropriate amount of lip biting, the overflowing feelings included with a passion and a desire to find air in other's mouths. They didn't care after a point what they were breathing because in that moment all it mattered was that they were kissing each other, finally, after maybe putting their feelings in denials.

They only broke apart when Draco accidentally bumped his hands together and he immediately winced in pain and Harry instantly made some distance, taking Draco's hands in his own and applying a cold bag of pea again.

" Maybe we should save it for later, " Harry smiled.

Draco nodded, smiling.

They sat down after a while Harry was holding the bag of pea in his hand for him when Draco spoke up.

" What does this mean ? Like do you like me ?  Are we going to start dating ?"

Harry Chuckled " I think I've always liked you but I would like to figure out till what extent I am in love with you and it can mean whatever you want it to mean, it can Also be just 2 five year olds doing playdate '

Draco chuckled shaking his hand " you're daft "

Harry laughed a little before the laughter evaporated and he was left with a smile " I would like to take you out on a date If you'd like that ?"

Draco bit his lip softly, nodding " I'd love to "

Harry placed a soft chaste kiss over lips Before he broke away Just to ask a simple question " does this mean you like me ?"

Draco rolled his eyes big time " you really are an idiot,i had my tongue in your mouth not 5 seconds ago. Of course I like you, I’ve liked you for a while now "

Harry Chuckled and resumed kissing Draco softly.They finally were more than just friends and there was no one more happy about it than them.

Thank you so much @drarrywords for helping me out with this prompt a lot

This took me almost three days to write, i just hope people don’t hate this . Ps. On side note thank you so much for 500 followers despite my recent immense inactivity which i'm gravely sorry about.

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I just love this

i love you.

He acts like he doesn’t hear me say it.

Lips pressed against his, whispers in the dark, slipped casually into a sentence, punctuating all of my goodbyes. Like I don’t shout it, scream it, sob it.

He acts like it doesn’t matter.

Like I don’t turn down dates, slip out of obligations early just in case he makes time for me. Like I don’t plan my entire life around the faintest promise of what could be.

He acts like he doesn’t feel it, too.

Like he doesn’t search for me in a crowded room, eyes scanning until they find mine. Like he doesn’t make excuses to drop by my cubicle, to know my coffee order, to know me.

it's not a microfic but it is day twenty-seven

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day twenty-six