Nov 27, 2022
The Crown
“What do you think? Isn’t it pretty?” said Draco, twisting his body in front of the mirror to watch the crown on his head from different angles. “I always wanted to be a king so I could wear it.”
“It suits you,” replied Harry dully. The cuffs on his wrists cut into his skin painfully.
“Thanks. I love you,” beamed Draco. His smile was so bright that even the light became dim. “Now come give me a kiss.”
As the chain was pulled, Harry walked to Draco and kissed him.
For @drarrymicrofic ‘s prompt “Crown”. T | 90