Okay- I need someone to write a Harry Potter fic where Harry ignores his gf because his fame and only goes to her when he needs comfort so she turns to Draco instead because Draco treats her well and it starts a whole thing
I have so much homework, but I have nowhere to do my homework because my room is so dirty but I can’t clean my room BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH FUCKING HOMEWORK!!!!
“Don’t you dare just walk away right now” you hiss at him as he walks to the door… he ignores you
“I’m talking to you! Jackass” you yell at him and he stops in his tracks but continues facing the door and cocks his head to the side.
“I let you calm down and you can have the room, I’ll sleep in the guest bedroom.” he says calmly, calm enough to make your blood boil… he is acting as if you don’t have a reason to be mad after finding out that he has been keeping his dark mark from you… for years
“No Draco, I don’t want that, I want you to give me a good reason and talk to me…” you say while figetting with your hands.
“It wouldn’t change anything though, would it?”he turns to face you and approaches you slowly, “ No reason would be enough, and that’s why I didn’t tel you in the first place… keeping this from you was to protect you, not to hurt you… I didn’t want you to find out like this… I didn’t want you to ever find out…” he concluded as he reaches you to wipe a tear from your eye.
“You were never gonna tell me… Really?” You question, maybe it would have been better that way, but when a bunch of horrible wizards showed up at your door today looking for Draco and you asked why, everything got out.
“I was hoping not to, I would if it wasn’t a threat anymore, when it would be all over, because now that you know… you will never be safe, we can’t have kids.. we can’t start a family because it could be dangerous… and I didn’t want this mark to stop anything- to stop our future…” he says, grabbing your hand and fidgeting with the ring on your forth finger, your wedding ring.
You look away but he brings two fingers to your chin and turns your face to look at him, “I just didn’t want to see hurt or fear in your eyes because I love you…” he says and gently kisses your lips.
Imagine a guy that your mama likes too, like not in a weird way but she approves of him so much that she thinks of him as a son and he can call her mama too; NOT IN A WEIRD WAY… but in a way that your mom thinks he Is enough and good enough for you.. she knows he’s a gentleman 😩🫦
Or maybe he had a hard life growing up and never had parents or family that cares for him like yours does so he thinks of your whole family as his 🩷❤️
Like your talking on the phone and he asks who it is and you go “it’s mom” and he goes “oh hi Mama!” I’m a southern accent to her through the phone…
summary: matthéo gets into (another) fight, and you’re there to clean him up
pairing: mattheo riddle x reader
warnings: mentions of mild injuries, nothing else rlly?
notes: hi!! this is the tiniest little blurb ever but i’m down horrendous for mattheo n i think it’s cute so i’m posting!! i also spelled his name as matthéo (pronounced ma-tay-o) bc i headcanon him as french lmfaooo - anyways!! enjoy!!
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you look at matthéo with a soft sigh. “again?” his handsome face is spattered with blood and cuts, and there’s a dark bruise forming around his right eye. tentatively, you step forward, taking his face softly in your hands. you roll his head gently from side to side, intently assessing the damage. another sigh. “i wish you’d stop fighting every person who looks at you wrong”
matthéo grins in that devilish way he always does, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to your lips. he immediately follows it with a soft swipe of his thumb, gathering the small smear of blood he’d left in his wake. “would you believe me if i said he deserved it?”
“they almost never deserve it, théo.”
he shrugs, settling his hands on your hips. “i tend to disagree.” then he’s tugging you swiftly against him, coaxing an involuntary little squeal from your throat. “i honestly think you would’ve swung on the poor git if you’d been there.”
you roll your eyes fondly, sliding your hands around to the back of his neck. “tell me about it while i clean you up, hm?”
matthéo grins at you tenderly, leaning forward to kiss you again. this time, he lingers a little longer, and you can taste his blood on your lips when he pulls away. “deal”
Author’s note- it has been long since i wrote for draco. i don’t know how this turned out but i hope y’all like it.
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The whole Slytherin gang was seated in the common room in front of the fire and just having a daily chit-chat that happened occasionally. You were sitting ideally and wanted your boyfriend to at least look at you, but he didn’t because he was too busy talking to his friends.
This infuriated you, and you decided to make him jealous. I mean, you knew what the consequences would be, but you just wanted him to look at you, and that was the only way that he was ever going to look at you.
Draco Malfoy was known for his possessive and jealous nature. You remember when some random stranger tried to hit on you, and he made sure he couldn't talk to any girl ever again.
You got up and sat across from Draco, where his frenemy Mattheo was seated. You sat beside him, and the two of you started talking. Your hands traced Mattheo’s face, and he was enjoying the attention he was getting and saying nothing.
Draco's eyes fell on the two of you almost immediately. You could see the way he clenched his jaw when he saw the two of you talking. Jealousy swept over him, and his eyes pierced through the two of you.
His eyes felt like fire piercing through your skin; you felt hot, even though he was far away from you. His presence was that strong.
You excused yourself from him and went towards your dorm room. You could feel that someone was following you. You entered, and as you were about to close the door, Draco entered the room after you.
Your lips formed a knowing smirk as you turned around to face him, his hands in his black tux. God, he looked hot, you thought to yourself before Draco slammed you against the door, holding your throat and sending shivers down your spine.
"You think it’s a joke, don’t you, princess?" he came closer to you, your bodies practically colliding with each other—"flirting with someone right in front of me? You might be very brave, princess." he continued.
His voice lingers in your ears. But that is what you wanted—to infuriate him in the worst way possible. This is exactly what you wanted.
You smirked, and his grip on your neck tightened. "Why are you jealous?" you managed to speak out even with his hand on your neck.
"Let’s not pretend like you don’t know the answer to that," he whispered, his lips brushing against yours.
He unbuckled his pants, revealing his boxers underneath. You could already see his cock getting hard. His hands fell onto your back, unzipping your dress and leaving you only in your bra and underwear.
His hands slowly grabbed the back of your hair and harshly pushed you down to your knees. You winced in pain at the sudden contact with the ground. He removed his boxers, revealing his big cock. You swallowed the lump in your throat. Even though you'd seen his cock before, every time you see it, you're taken aback.
He pressed your mouth against his cock. His cock hit the back of your throat. "This is what you get for being a brat, princess." your head jumped up and down, trying its best to provide him with the pleasure that he should get, and your hand pumped the rest of his cock.
Your tongue swirled around his tip. His grip became tight and pushed you a little more inside. You gagged at the sudden push. Your knees were hurting from the number of times you had to pump his big cock.
Seconds later, he began thrusting inside your mouth. His cock was going in and out of your mouth. Tears started streaming down your face from this overwhelming feeling hitting you all at once, but his moans and grunts were the only things that kept you going.
His hot cum hit the back of your throat, and he rode his high on your mouth until he finished and pulled his cock away. He held your jaw tightly and forced you to look at him.
"Swallow it," he commanded, his voice demanding that you just couldn’t resist.
You swallowed his cum, as he asked you to. He tasted so good. You would give anything to taste him again. You wanted him to fuck you over and over again until you couldn't breathe anymore.
He picked you up, his hands still on your jaw. Your legs were shaking, and his lips formed a small smile on the ends.
"Not able to stand properly, princess?" he mocked, and you shook your head in embarrassment. "But we have not even started yet," he declared, after which he practically threw you on the bed and ripped out your underwear and your bra.
He looked at you as if he were thinking of different ways to fuck you. His eyes scan each part of your body as if you were art. He removed his shirt and threw them away. You couldn’t keep your eyes off his well-defined body. He smeared the last of the lipstick on your lips as his hands moved around your body, tingling whenever he touched a sensitive part of your body.
He moved down to your neck, and your hands held onto his hair, messing them up. You moaned as he sucked on your sensitive part. His mouth moved down to your breasts, giving them a little squeeze, and his lips attacked your nipples, his lips twirling and his hands sliding down to your inner thigh, caressing it. This made you bite your lower lip. It was euphoric and intoxicating.
His thumb brushed up against your wet, hot, and desperate clit. He removed his mouth from your breast, which was covered with hickeys that he had planted. He slid his finger into your clit. You gasped, and your fingers held onto Draco’s back as he slid another one of his fingers inside of you, which had a ring inside of it. He desired to punish in the most heinous manner.
"What happened, princess?" he mocked, "Is something wrong?" his taunting voice cooed in your ears. But you were in no position to tell him anything. He only heard your moans and pants as a response. He withdrew his fingers from your pussy, then began to thrust them inside of you. You let out a small cry as his fingers began to thrust inside of you with his ring. There was excruciating pain, but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction that he was doing a good job of punishing you.
As he began to quicken his pace, your fingers automatically held onto his back, forcing him to go deeper. Though it was painful, you liked it. You knew that you wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow, but it was all worth it.
Draco’s fingers were soaked with your juice. You rode your high on his hand, and when it wore off, he drew his fingers back and looked at your pussy. It was all red from the number of times you fucked his hand.
"Are you already tired, princess?" he asked mockingly. "We haven’t even started the best part,"
You couldn't understand anything. You were panting heavily and knew that he was not going to stop anytime soon.
He neared your ear and whispered, "I am going to fuck you so hard that you will never, and I mean, never even look at a guy ever again."
With this, he pushed himself inside your pussy, and you moaned so loudly that even the people down in the common room could hear you.
He increased his pace as soon as he got inside of you. Bucking onto your hips and forcing it to go deeper and deeper
"Moan my name," he commanded, his voice hard and raspy, "and let everyone know that no one touches what’s mine. You are mine."
You moaned out his name like a prayer. Your fingers dug deep into his back, leaving marks.
He thrust himself in and out of you again and again. increasing his pace with every passing second. Does he not get tired? You thought to yourself, but you had no time to think because every time you stopped moaning his name, he would slap your ass, sending you a burning feeling that you couldn’t shake.
You knew that, from the number of times you had moaned his name, all the Slytherins would have heard you. Mattheo, included. Maybe that is what he wanted, afterall.
Mean! Perv! Billy Hargrove x innocent! Pastor daughter! Reader
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♡ He would see you around town with your short dresses and the rosary hanging around your neck
♡ he thought you were so cute but you stayed away from him like the plague, your father told you all about billy hargrove how he was a womanizer, too consumed by lust, how he was no good.
♡ you had never actually spoken to billy, you had made eye contact a few times but you would quickly run off, that is until he was dragged to your father's church by his dad
♡ there he saw you standing near your mother at the front of the church, while your father gave a speech about something he didnt care about. He watched your doe eyes wonder around the church paying more attention to the stained glass windows
♡ he came up to you as everyone was talking, he stalked behind you noticing you were nervously playing with your fingers as if you didnt know what to do with your hands. You jumped when you felt his breathe on your neck
♡ shocked to see billy Hargrove of all people behind you, he cornered you against the wall trapping you from escaping.
"I- um cant talk right now m-my dad is probably wondering where I am I have to go-"
"Hold your horses princess, I just want to talk about our lord and saviour"
"You can talk to my dad he- um he knows a lot more than me"
♡ he somehow manages to keep you talking to him, enough to get you to ramble and prolong the conversation
"That is a lovely dress, it looks so beautiful you"
"Thanks my mom got it for me- actually she gets all my clothes, I'm not allowed to buy myself clothes without her permission- BUT I- i dont mind, I like what she picks out, makes me look nice a-and I dont like choosing things I'm very indecisive and I would probably be there all day so I'm actually happy she chooses my clothes because-"
♡ he simply stares at you while you talk not interrupting simply listening to you speak. He knows he makes you nervous, the way your eyes dart everywhere except his is laughable
♡ unfortunately the conversation is cut short by your father and his dad
"Billy hargrove, come to make a mockery out of my daughter?"
"No sir I've actually seen the light, your daughter was just telling me about you gorgeous church and how much of a loyal man you are to god. Honestly sir I have so much respect for you"
"I- well thank you- I've been doveted to our lord for as long as I remember it's nice for someone to finally acknowledge my efforts. I'm happy to help you find your way to god and banish those demons for good, your father and I were just talking about hanging out at my house perhaps you can come along, I'm sure Y/N is happy to help you with your journey"
"That would be lovely sir"
♡ who knew it sould be so easy to get access to you when he fuel your father's ego?
♡ the next week billy happily went over to your house, you were sat at the dining room table with a bible infront of you as well as some other books and sheets once again refusing to make eye contact with him as your father lead him to you.
♡ you meekly asked him a few questions about how much he knew and where he would like to start off on
"Wherever you would like doll"
♡ billy didnt pay attention to anything you were saying this time, too busy looking at the photos around your house and the decor. He only looked back at you when stumbled over your words and looked like you were on the verge of tears
"What's wrong sweetheart? You okay?"
"I- um I just dont think I'm the person you should be doing this with- i- I dont know why my dad put you up to this- I've never done this before I dont know what I'm doing"
♡ he smiled as tears rolled down your cheeks, your lips forming a pout which sent a shock down to his forming hard on. He placed his hand on your thigh causing you jolt
"That's okay, you're doing so good for me already. I already feel like a worthy man"
♡ you placed your hand on top of his, playing with his fingers as he massaged circles into your soft skin.
♡ he slid his hands further between your thighs, now feeling up your flesh and slowly making his way to the flower in between your legs
"Y-you cant do that you shouldnt be touching there- I- were not married- I'm going to go to hell if you do that-"
♡ you made no actual attempt at removing his hand, simply holding his wrist as he stared at you smirking, he glanced around to see if anyone was near.
"You're not going to hell it's not like we're doing anything against the lords rules, I'm just touching you. It cant be bad if it feels good, can it?"
♡ he grazes his lips over yours letting you smell the cigarettes and mint gum on his breathe, soon removing himself from you and turning to the table as the adults walk in
"Everything going okay In here?"
"Absolutely sir, Y/N here was just telling me about easter"
♡ your meetings soon became a scheduled event and nothing else had happened since that first meeting
♡ that was until your father had left you alone with billy, a horrible mistake on his part
♡ when he first noticed the quietness in the house he was worried he got the wrong date that is until you meekly walked out of the shadows and lead him to your usual spot at the dining table
"Where's your parents?"
"Hes out with your dad I- i think they're fishing.."
"What about your mom?"
"Shes at her book club..."
♡ the giddiness in billy was comparable to a child on Christmas. over the weeks he had gained your trust, convincing you that he was serious about god
♡ so when he suggesting going to your room instead you agreed (although hesitantly)
♡ walking into your room he immediately noticed the cross hanging above your canopy bed which was pushed against the wall. The curtains around it almost highlighted your sleeping area.
♡ he quickly noticed how embarrassed you were, perhaps it was the stuffed toys, or the light colours, or the photos on the walls?
♡ you ushered him on the bed quickly preferring him to not stare at the immature state of your bedroom, although you would prefer posters of your favourite singers, pictures of your friends you were unable to at wishes of your father
♡ much like your first meeting billy let's you ramble, his eyes focused on your lips, he isnt sure what you're talking about especially when you bite your lip when reading out your notes
"Have you ever kissed someone before?"
♡ the question makes you choke on your breathe, whipping your head to face him. spluttering out a sentence
"What?! Why would you ask me that?! I- cant kiss anyone- I- I'll be in so much trouble- I'm not allowed to kiss anyone-"
"Would you like to?"
♡ that quickly shut you up as you looked up at him, he tilts his head at you and moves closer to you, his breath making goosebumps rise on your skin
♡ he kisses your unresponsive lips, too shocked at what is happening to kiss back (not that you knew how)
♡ when he pulled back you were staring at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. He grabbed your stuff and set it on your vanity, his hand traveled to your side and pushed you on your back
♡ he towered over you, your breath hitching in your throat, his arms either side of your head. He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, it took a while for you to relax and try to follow his movements but you eventually got the hang of it.
♡ just as the man himself things got rough quickly, his hand in your hair and his tongue entering your mouth. You melted against him wrapping your arms around Billys shoulders
♡ when you broke apart for air your lips were puffy and swollen, billy was looking no better his hair was disheveled and his eyes were half lidded.
♡ he kissed the side of you face travelling to your jaw then towards your neck, where you gripped his shirt as he licked a stripe over your neck.
♡His hands wondered down to your chest, pulling your sundress down to reveal your bra to him
"Wait! Wait wait I- billy i cant- we shouldnt be doing this we should stop"
"Sh sh shhh just take what I give you"
♡ his hands continued their exploring, flipping your bra to reveal your soft nipples, leaning down his breath soon hardened them making you whimper
♡ he kissed your right nipple while rolling the left in his hand, the hand unattended drifted down your thighs and under your dress
"Billy stop- we cant do this i- I- I'm gonna get into s'much trouble"
"It cant be wrong if it feels good baby"
♡ he continues kissing and fondling your breasts, his hand slipping to your underwear pressing a thumb against your clothed clit making you jolt your hips with a loud whine.
♡ he chuckled against your chest moving his face to meet yours
"That feel good? Want me to do it again?"
"I dont know- I dont know! Feels weird.."
♡ he kissed your mouth and let's his other hand wander to your thighs. he pulls back to get a full view of you, your thighs spread, your lips puffy, your tits out. A sight that would make the devil groan, which is what he did.
♡ he plays with your thighs and your clothed cunt, soon sliding the piece of fabric to the side to get a better view of your forbidden fruit. He watches as your fluids leak from you, clamping around nothing and clit twitching from the harsh temperature of the room
♡ he places his thumb over your clit watching you jerk against him, clearly not used to stimulation, he circles around it then leans down pressing a kiss against it (maybe a quick suck too)
♡ the action makes you cry
"Billy 'is dirty"
♡ he slides with finger in you, the heat and tightness of your body almost making him cum in his pants. You're mewling underneath him and he gives you feelings you've never experienced
♡ his fingers work you open aiming to make sure you're able to fit his cock. When he pulls pants down to his thighs and grips his cock, your eyes are wide and full of second thoughts. Being the gentlemen he is he grabs your hand and makes you feel it
"S'hot, 'n it feels weird"
"Supposed to be hot gonna make you all warm"
"S'not gonna fit, your fingers felt too much, cant take this.."
"Cant take my cock?"
"Dont say that! That's dirty!"
♡ he drags his cock head over your clit, the heat of it shutting you up.
"I'll make it fit baby"
♡ he pulls your thighs apart and wraps his arm around your head, his body encapsulates yours as he pressed his cock inside of you. The stretch hurts and leaves you grabbing as much as billy as you can, he whispers praises to the side of your neck as he desperately tries to hold back.
♡ after an intense 5 minutes of him rubbing your clit and getting you to relax he starts thrusting, soft and slow but soon picking up as you unconsciously buck you hips into his. Your bed shook and you cried into his neck as he defiled you for any other man
"That feel good?"
"Ah- Feels big! 'Feel so full ngh- too full!"
"Yeah? Ya think your god would like this?"
"Gon' be In so much trouble billy"
"Ngh fuck- I'll be your god baby, I'll never get mad at you- fucking take it for me- you'll be my most devoted follower, c'mon say I'm your god, say it, say it for me baby 'n I'll make you feel so good c'mon say it"
"My god- y- your my god"
"Good girl, fuck-"
♡ as you reached orgasm you tried to push him off telling him that you were gonna pee, luckily for him you werent strong especially when you were getting your beliefs banged out.
♡ you came with a wail wrapping your legs around his waist, trapping him inside you, his hips stuttering as he came inside you.
♡ thus a sneaky beautiful relationship began
♡ hed take you for dates at his favourite cafe ordering milkshakes then stealing the cherry placed on top of yours then making jokes about once again "stealing your cherry"
♡ he steals your underwear especially when hes been teasing you all day, he likes the juices you leave behind, likes sucking on them, cumming on them, keeping them for himself and returning them soiled
♡ let's you come to the pool after hours just so he can fuck you in the water
♡ definitely buys you thin white bikinis just so he can see what's underneath when they get wet
♡ has grabbed a lollipop from your lips and pretended to fuck your mouth with it, you're none the wiser and assume he wants you to get the most flavour out it
♡ touches you in church and whispers how gross you are
"You're disgusting, really letting me touch you in the house of god?"
♡ flips up your skirt all the time, he blames the wind even if theres no breeze.
♡ he had dinner with your parents and had his fingers knuckle deep inside you the entire time, liking your juices if his fingers when dessert came out
♡ comes in through you window just so he can see you without prying eyes, he either wakes you up like a normal person or he wake you up by eating you out/ fingering you
♡ has had phone sex with you multiple times, he treats it like a confession booth and hes mostly degrading you the entire time
"You're fucking disgusting thinking about my cock, you're supposed to be a child of god" - says the man with your panties wrapped around his cock
♡ has gotten you drunk before and made you grind on his foot while you suck along his cock
♡ chokes you with your rosary when hes fucking you from behind, pulls on it like a leash
♡ taught you how to masturbate by sitting you infront of a mirror and touching you, you never fully learnt because billy has no self control
♡ bites you in places that arent visible to your parents, says you've been bitten by the devil
Imagine Draco Malfoy coming home from work in his black dress pants and black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He comes inside you room and walks behind you while you are putting on some makeup and wraps his arms around your waist, “you don’t need that love…” he whispers referring to the makeup as he kisses your neck from behind.
this would be what the top gun characters would call their significant other-tell me if I’m wrong
Bob-
He would call your Darlin’ with his southern draw when like he says hi or asks you to do something—“Hey Darlin’” or “could you please grab my glasses for me, darlin’”
Honey when he’s calling for you from another room——“Honey! You okay in there?” When knocking on your door when you’ve been in the shower for a very long time.
Rooster
Baby, especially when he’s apologizing for something “oh come on Baby, you know I didn’t mean too”
Maybe Honey like sarcastically saying “Oh Honey!!! I’m home”
Beautiful- like “oh good mornin’ beautiful”
Hangman
Baby- leaving a voicemail “Hey Baby, I just was calling to tell you I’m headed home, love you, Bye”.
Princess- “Good morning Princess”
OG TopGun
Goose
Honey-“Honey I’m back”
Doll “oh, what’s the matter doll?”, when you groan from the couch
Iceman
Baby- “Hi Baby” he chuckles to you from across the bar with a wink, like in the first movie when he is in the bar with the girl. I can imagine it, sorry if you can’t
Sweetheart - “my goodness, look at this picture sweetheart” he says with his teethy grin showing you a picture from his childhood.
I don’t know if when this is read by another person they will hear it the way I do when I Read and imagine the characters saying these things, but just imagine it the way that makes it sound like they would say it.
Draco had always been a bit unstable, especially during the last two years with all the death mark stuff going on. He would get depressed and distant and you would always be the one to have to take care of him and bring him out of it. But now you needed to be taken care of, you had never been this sick, and you wouldn't want to make him take care of you when he has to work. You lay in your bed hardly awake and drifting in and out of a fever. The door opens and you flutter your eyes open,
"Hey love, you are burning up" Draco whispers with his hand on your forehead. He is dressed in a perfectly ironed suit just about to leave for work, "I'll let them know I can't come in today," all you can do is groan in response.
Draco walks out of the room and comes in with a cup of tea and a bottle of ibuprofen, "Here take this," he helps you up to a sitting position and positions pillows for your head before handing you the tea.
“You know you can go to work, I won’t die…” you see quietly. He chuckles and raises an eye before sitting on the edge of the bed next to you,
“Hah, I don’t know about that, love, you look a little rough to me” he says feeling my forehead again “ Plus maybe I don’t want to go to work anyways”
“Oh,You love to work…” you trail off.
“Yes, but I love you more,” he says feeling your head “I’ll change” he says getting up and walking into the closet. He leaves the door open and starts to unbutton his shirt, you watch. He slides his shirt off and undoes his belt and soon his pants are gone too. He turns to look at you, just standing in his boxers, and reaches for a pair of sweatpants. He pulls them in and he is just so gorgeous standing there like that. He smirks when he sees you staring. He goes to grab a shirt and starts to pull it on over his head
“Noooooo…” you groan.
He smirks at you and hold his shirt halfway on, just so it’s around his neck, “what? You like what you see? Honestly if I hadn’t felt your head, I would’ve thought you where faking just to stay with me” He says with a smirk while removing the shirt. He walks towards the bed and lays down facing you.
“No need to blush, love, I like you with no shirt on too” he says while brushing a piece of hair away from your face while you try to hide your rosy cheeks by drinking some tea, “How about on a day when you feel better; we both stay home and change together…” he says sarcastically.
He feels your head again, he must like the warmth, “I’ll start a bath!” He says getting up again.
His care for you is always amazing, and you seem to get better faster when he is around. He makes you food, and by the next day, you are perfectly okay again!
Anytime I get attached to a character or actor who is single, like get a lil crushy crush, and then they end up dating someone… I feel cheated on like actually mad because now I can’t imagine being together because he is taken… like he litterally just cheated on me, oml.
Draco didn’t tell you where he was headed, just that he wouldn’t be back until late, his parents and him were required to go somewhere. You fell asleep before he could get back. And when he does, you are still fast asleep in the guest room at the manor. Your door slowly opens and Draco walks torwards your sleeping body and brushes a price of hair out of your face and behind your ear. He bends down and puts a kiss on your temple until you stir a little in your sleep.
You kick the sheets around and push them up welcoming him to sleep with you.
“You know I can’t love, my parents would know.”
“Please Draco, it’s cold.” You mumble back…
He takes off his shoes and his tuxedo jacket. “Fine, just for a little…” he says going under the covers, he still has a white dress shirt and black pants on but they are ridiculously soft for dress clothes, expensive. He throws his arm around and pulls you against him. He kisses your ear and hums a little bit. Before you know it, you both are asleep, and he stayed the night with you.
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