Half A Heart

Half a heart

Dialogue prompt no. 24-..“We never were just friends, and you know it.” “I know it, but you deserve someone better than me.”

Hurt/comfort || Angst || hint to MCD

“We never were just friends, and you know it.”

“I know it, but you deserve someone better than me.”

They stood there placid with the soft breeze that flew between them, breezily taking the strands of the red scarf away.

Autumn had far begun and the shades of crimson and orange had settled into the sky with the soft colours of sun cowered behind the clouds.

But like every love story of theirs, that bloom in autumn, here they were again, standing face to face, drowning in love with each other.

"You will always deserve someone better, no matter what because you deserve to be loved by someone who would bring you breakfast in bed, someone who brings you flowers everyday, someone who picks you up on a date and drops you back home just to spare a few minutes with you, someone who would bring you all the best in the world, someone who would make promises of forever and fulfill then, someone who would promise you the time, someone who would cherish every little win of yours, someone who have more of a heart than mine to give." He says as tears well up in the corner of his eyes but he doesn't want them to fall. He can't let them.

The other man stepped closer and pulls him by the red scarf hangings loosely around his neck just so he could be a little closer to him.

"I don't care about any of that. Don't you get it. I don't care whether you can bring me flowers or not, i don't care if you cannot be there for me whenever I win a game, I don't care whether if you cannot make breakfast in bed for me, I don't care that you've loved anyone before, I don't care that you only have only half your life left to give to me. I don't care if you only have 29 minutes to live or you have 10 more years to live. I don't care. I have made my decision to stay whether you think I deserve it or not. I can make my choice, Draco. I don't care whether you think I deserve someone else or not, I want you, everyday. Everyday you've left to offer. I want to be your person till the last of your breath and nothing you say is ever going to change that, so you have two choices, let me love you without a flight or keep fighting me while I still love you?"

A choked sob leave Draco's throat and he collapses into a hug with Harry, his arms lifelessly wrapped around his neck and his petite body almost befitting Harry's.

"Why do you love me so much?"

Harry wrapped his arms closer around Draco and softly said, "Because for my every question, you are my answer Draco. Even if loving you was ever a choice, I'm glad I made that choice."

They stood there for a long time, embracing each other with no words needed to be spoken and soft sobs continuously leaving Draco's lips because that's what love did to him.

The thing about their love story is whether it was a choice of falling in love or not, Harry would've made the same choice, repeatedly over and over again because that's how much he loved Draco and Draco would've tried to save Harry from that pain of loving him because he always wants to protect him but that's their beautiful sad end, they always end up together, in every life they lived in because loving the other was a choice even if the end would always be fatal. Harry knew the end of their tragic story, he always did but he chose to love Draco because even in the choice of loving Draco, he never really did have any. He just loved him, as he was, with only half his heart he had left to give. He loved Draco with and without the fatal consequences.

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Hearts in broken stars

Dialogue prompt 30. “You said you needed space. You were 5,000 miles away for a year, and you’re still unsure. I’m starting to think that an entire universe apart wouldn’t be enough space for you.”

ANGST

Maybe we deserve a kind of loving that no one else does, maybe we all deserve a love story that is just ours, maybe we all fall in love with someone and think of a forever with, maybe sometimes for some of us our destiny works in the best ways possible and we meet our the one without having our hearts broken multiple times.

But for some of us, love is never easy, loving is never easy.

For him, love was never easy, loving was hardest thing he ever had to do.

Draco loved those days of unbroken heart where they would be spellbound under the moon and they would talk about the theories no one ever really talks about or the love stories that were never talked about or they would talk about constellations and naming a star after another's name. They would be intertwined in romance with honey laced words and love that was almost suffocating.

But even in loving Harry, Draco never truly was able to wrap his head around the fact that someone like Harry could possibly love him. There were several things he never wanted to say out loud but fear always constricted the corner of his heart and pulled him more so than ever that one day the loving would just evaporate from their relationship and their love would die out and all there would remain would just be Draco with no heart left to give.

But those promises were made, words were said and Harry and Draco lived their days in love and there came days when Draco's fears of unloving days came closer to an end but never truly vanished.

Until, Harry had to move away to Brooklyn. It wasn't a choice as Harry said or maybe it was but Harry needed space, he wanted to start somewhere new and he wanted Draco to come with but Draco couldn't leave all of it behind just for Harry. So, he stayed and he thinks somewhere that was his biggest mistake, staying back. Perhaps if he had gone with him, his story could have been different.

Days went by smoothly in the beginning but the more time went on, the more the distance became harder to bear, the more distance caused miscommunications, the more the distance caused time difference, the more distance caused space between them, the more distance caused heart break. Draco's fear howled loudly everyday in the night when everyone would be asleep and he wanted to be free of them but the fear were hollowing him and the only person who he wanted to talk to, was away in Brooklyn.

He didn't want to become a hindrance In Harry's life, he didn't want to become a problem but it hurt him every single he day counted off the calender when they didn't talk. And then it wasn't long before his fears uttered a fight and they both said thing's they didn't mean, things perhaps they were holding back off, things perhaps they couldn't say out loud in sane mind. Draco thought that was their end but maybe in Draco's story things were never supposed to be this easy. Everything was a gradual process, and everything lead to everything.

Days of no conversations turned into more and more fights, and days of time differences caused more heart break and Draco wanted to get rid of that much more than anything in his life but like said, it was never supposed to be this easy. When they fought again, Harry said he needed space, again.

And needing space then became a requirement and all Draco wondered constantly if Harry really was the man he fell in love with or was it the version he spun out in his head that he loved. It could be that the Harry he loved was a different man, someone who understood Draco's fear, someone who reciprocated his fears, someone who understood the grief, someone who cared about Draco, someone who was concerned about Draco, someone who seemed to really love Draco and this person was somewhere lost in translation.

But a heart is like kettle with boiling water, there would come a time when the water spills out and cause chaos. Draco couldn't hold himself back, the pain that he was suffering truly wasn't able to find a way back to hell and it was eating him alive and so it happened when the next time Harry said he needed space again, he said it out loud,

“You said you needed space. You are 5,000 miles away for a year, and you’re still unsure. I’m starting to think that an entire universe apart wouldn’t be enough space for you.”

And the echoing silence that reflected in the room was unbearable.

"Harry?"

His voice choked, but he knew it was either today or never.

"Do you really even love me anymore?"

"I do."

"Really?"

And there was no answer.

That was the last time Draco gave his whole heart to someone.

The pain wasn't in Harry leaving Draco or the eventual dying of love, the pain was truly in Draco. The pain of never having been loved. All his life, Draco had unknowingly seeked a form of love that wouldn't die out, a form of love story that would last, a kind of love where he wouldn't get hurt but several love stories go down in his life and not once did he not remain with nothing but a broken heart.

Maybe he truly deserved loving, maybe he always deserved to fall in love, maybe he really deserved a good love story, maybe he deserved people too good for him but maybe he never really deserved a happy ending.

Maybe Draco was just a man who found love in the sweet moments of his life, in seasons of happiness but maybe he was also the man who didn't really deserve an ending to a story where he was left with heart to give to another. Maybe Draco really deserved happiness but maybe he only deserved it for a while.

And somewhere maybe Draco was fine with it but in every reality where he lies in the bed with pain in his chest, he knew he was never really fine.

But if somewhere his knocked up destiny turns nice, he would deserve a loving where it wouldn't be so hard, where loving would be easier than anything in life but if his destiny is written as broken stars in the corner of the world, then all love would ever be for him would be difficult and he would have to live with it, whether he liked it or not.

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alchemical formula

daily micro #38, for @tackytigerfic , prompt 'inch'

I know his inches by touch and his skin by taste and the balance of gold to man by the way he makes my heart beat. He is eternal life when he laughs; and seductive sin when he offers himself to me — freely, as if I deserve to know.

But everytime???

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