Hi I Wanted To Say That You're Really, Really Beautiful And Hot And A Really Sweet Person And I Love

hi🧚🏼‍♀️ I wanted to say that you're really, really beautiful and hot and a really sweet person and I love you a fuck lot<3 also, you better accept that otherwise I will fight you more🤠

Did I mention you're hot?

Yeah

Love you<3

Ps. I love you too @drarrywords

🌑👁🕳

....... What ?

Moon eye hole ?!

Full moon eye black ?

Moon eye black ?

Moony black ?

Sirius Black ?!!

Please, I'm very very bad at riddles 😭😭

Something is wrong with my eyes 😭

I can't seem to take them off you

Are you wearing my least favorite skirt because I wanna rip it

You're mine : but a soft epilogue

FLUFF

Harry can remember thinking the day he was running around in circles in the park when draco passed by him swiftly, challenging him and harry being the competitive person he is had raced draco. He remembered from that day when he looked at Draco, the way he had star gazed at him as if he was made of constellations, watched him gulp the water down his throat, looked at him as he fixed the watch on his wrist, the way he fixed his hair after having run for so long, the way he has harshly breathed; but harry Also remembers the way he looked at Draco on the little road trip they had done, the way draco just gazed outside in pure wonder like a dog putting his head out when seen something interesting, the way he had let his hand out and felt the air pass through his finger, the smile that had etched on his face after harry had woken him when he fell asleep, the way his eyes shone with a different shade of blue when the sunlight hit his face, the way he breathed softly while sleeping, the way he had ruffled Harry's hair during driving because he was bored. He remembered all of it and he wondered when did he fell for him, he didn't plan on it but he had fallen. He remembered that night when he had waited for draco to fall asleep on a sleepover so he could confess but he only found himself saying it to draco

"tell me I'm yours "

Draco had grinned in small smile, clutching Harry's hands in his own and whispered

" you're mine "

Harry had almost retracted his hand back out of fear, afraid that he had just whispered in his sleep but what draco said next " now let me sleep" he knew he was wide awake, waiting for harry to say maybe because he knew harry would never say it wide awake, but he was glad nonetheless Because he was finally, his.

Part of a 50 word prompt challenge i did on Instagram a while ago..

MASTERLIST TO PREVIOUS MICROFICS/PROMPTS

Request open

I ran out of my pickup lines? how bout I pick u instead?😡😡🌚🌚🤡🤡👽👽

I don't- I don't know what to say 😳😳

* actually speechless*

what's in a nickname?

For a second I had 0 inspiration and then this hit me. For the @drarrymicrofic prompt: pumpkin.

"Sweetie?"

"I'm not candy."

"Darling?"

"No thank you."

"Baby?"

"I'm an adult man, Potter."

"Oh, I know you are."

"Don't be crude."

"Sorry, pumpkin."

"Oh, definitely not pumpkin."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not a gourd!"

"Well your face turns all orange when you're mad and—ouch!"

"Call me pumpkin one more time and I'll carve you like one."

"Okay, okay, noted."

"Just stop trying, Harry. It's nice of you, but nicknames have never really done it for me."

"What about love?"

"...What?"

"What about love? Can I call you love?"

"But that would imply—"

"Yeah."

"Do you—"

"Yes."

"Okay."

"Really?"

"Yes, Harry."

"Good."

...

"Harry?"

"Yes, love?"

...

"Draco?"

"Nothing, I just...Me too."

"I know, love. I know."