Harry sat down eagerly next to his lover after entering the restaurant Draco and his friends had picked for the night. Harry was basically shaking with excitement, this was the first time Draco’s friends had invited him for a dinner out since they had got together. It felt great to get to know Draco a little bit more by the funny story’s Pansy was telling him. And so far, the night was going great.
Well that was until halfway through, he had realised Draco had been more distant all night, more specifically towards Harry. He had raised an eyebrow when he realised the blonde had created a far bit of distance between him. Harry reached a hand out to him, resting it in between his fingers, hopefully coming off comforting.
The blonde glanced at him, then at their entwined fingers and quickly moved his hand away from Harry. Harry frowned, noticing the bit of hurt that stung in his chest.
After a little while, Harry had tried reaching Draco again, but instead by putting his head on his shoulder. Which Draco once again made a move to brush away.
This time, Harry decided to go quiet for the rest of the night, although not deliberately. He couldn’t stop thinking if he did something wrong. But brushed the unfallen tears away when Theo went to ask him another question.
He made no move to detest when the group decided it was time to go home. And instead made his way back to the apparation point. Only nodding slightly when everyone went to say goodbye and leaving with Draco by his side.
When he felt the security of his own home wash over him, he made his way up to his and the blondes bedroom. Draco followed after him. Both of the boys changing in silence, Harry’s back against the others.
‘What’s with the attitude tonight?’ Draco asked.
Harry just scoffed. Is he really this dumb? ‘I don’t know what your talking about’.
Draco turned around, his face almost settling on a glare. ‘What is your problem? You were being moody all night’ Draco spat. Harry turned to meet his gaze.
‘Are you really this stupid?’. Draco just gaped, mainly in shock from the words leaving Harry’s mouth but also with a expression Harry couldn’t pick up on. ‘What?! Pansy was trying to talk to you all night, you barely answered her! i was having a good night, what is your problem?!’
Harry could feel his anger building up. ‘You fucking ignored me all night! You wouldn’t even hold my hand!’
Draco just furrowed his brows together. ‘Are you serious?! Is this what this is all about? For fuck sake Harry i don’t even remember what your talking about!’
‘Yeah.. sure. Sorry but if it was me who brushed you off like a piece of garbage you’de be just as upset.’ Draco just scoffed. ‘Stop being fucking selfish, honestly i don’t know what your talking about.’
Harry wanted to slap him, but refrained from getting any closer.
‘Are you embarrassed by me or something?’ Harry yelled. His boyfriend didn’t reply, but instead rolled his eyes, not needing to say anything to know that he thought Harry was being over sensitive.
Harry’s anger was washed over by sadness. He could feel the new tears threatening to spill. ‘Are you?..’ He almost whispered. Draco raised an eyebrow, gulping hard. ‘Oh don’t look at me like that, that- that’s-‘ Harry felt a tear run down his cheek and he looked away. Not wanting Draco to see him cry.
‘Hey! Hey, come one, let’s not do this’ He heard Draco say from behind him, letting the blonde wrap his arms around his stomach.
Harry let the thought that Draco might be embarrassed to be seen with him sink further, making him let out a couple quiet sobs. ‘Harry.. hey, i’m sorry alright? I’m sorry’ Draco said, rocking there bodies side to side while whispering in his ear.
Harry wiped a few tears with his shaky fingers.
‘I’m not embarrassed by you okay? I was just nervous. And i’m sorry’ Draco spoke again, Harry nodded slightly, facing away from him still. ‘Hey, look at me, Haaarryyyy c’mon look at me please’ Harry let a quiet sloppy chuckle leave his lips from his lovers teasing tone, but complied and look up at Draco with his teary eyes anyways.
Draco lifted a hand to wipe his tears with his thumb. Making Harry lean into his touch simultaneously.
The blonde kissed his forehead and brought him closer into his chest. Hugging him fully and swaying together. ‘I’m sorry, i love you’.
Draco spent the rest of the night helping Harry get ready for bed, giving him sloppy kisses every now and then to excuse his bitchy behaviour earlier. Draco did feel guilty, that he couldnt deny, so he made sure to spoil the boy for the rest of the night, treating him to ice cream and a disney movie cuddled on the couch until Harry fell asleep on Draco’s chest.
Draco just sighed when he realised he had dozed off, taking off his glasses and carrying him to bed, placing a chaste kiss on Harry head and tucking him in.
Draco realised he was in fact, utterly and completely head over heels for him. ‘I want to marry you Harry James Potter’ he had whispered before turning the lights off and heading downstairs to clean up the spilled popcorn on the loungeroom floor.
What draco didn’t know was that Harry was very much still awake and heard him.
He smiled when Draco left the room and closed the door with a sound click. ‘I want to marry you too, my love’. He whispered to no one in the dark. Drifting back off to sleep. Sleeping only of Draco until the morning rolled over.