Potter’sheadwhippedaroundsofast,healmostlosthisbane.Clearly,thishadbeenthestthinghehadexpeted.Andholy,Draohadn’tevenwantedtobringitup.ButeversineLunahadtoldhim,hehadn’tbeenabletostopthinkingaboutit,espeiallywhilehehadbeeninhisspaiousandadornedbedroom;hehadn’tbeenabletostopthinkingaboutlittlePotter,rampedintoafukingupboard,probablywithoutenoughairtobreathe.
DraofeltaflushreepuphisfaeasPotterkeptstaringathim.
“Iprobablyshouldn’thavesaidanything,”hemurmuredandswiftlywalkeduptohim.“Idon’twantyoutothinkaboutwhatthosesikbastardsdidtoyou.Ever.”
Potterblinkedathiminastonishment.Wordlessly,Draotookhishandandsqueezedit.HewathedPotterashethoughtfullyturnedhisgazetotheskyagainanduandingslowlydawnedonhisfae.WhenhiseyesfoundDrao’sonemore,theywereglistening.
“Drao,”hewhispered.
Holy,itwashisownfaultfordoingsomethingsosoppy.
“Whatever,”Draomuttered,hopingPotterwouldn’tomeanyloserandnotiehowfasthisheartwasbeating.“Let’sgoliedown.”
Silently,theywathedtheloudsrollby,sidebyside,untilDraofeltwarmfingersonhisarm.Heturnedhishead,onlytofindPottersmilingathim.
“Whatever,Potter,”hemurmuredwithastubbornreaseonhisforehead.PotterletoutabreathyughbeforeheleanedoverandsentDrao’spulseintooverdrivewithamaddeningkiss.“Promisemeyou’lltellmewhensomething’sbyou,”DraosaidwhenPotterpulledbak.“Don’tgoandisoteyourself.”HebrushedafewstrandsofhairoutofPotter’sfae.“Idon’tareifweendupfighting.Just…talktome,okay?”
“Okay,”Potterwhispered.
“Andplease,forone,thinkaboutwhatyouwant,okay?”
Potterdidn’trespondimmediately.HebithislipandputhishandoverDrao’sonhisfae.“I—IknowwhatIwant.Atleast,um—”
“What?”
“Iknowatleastonething.”
“What?Whatisit?”DraofurrowedhisbrowsatPotter’sjitteryvoie.Hisexpressionwasweird,too.
“I—Iwanttobeyours.”
WasitDrao’simaginationorwasthesunlightsuddenlys?Heswallowedaroundthesuddenlumpinhisthroat,prayinghewasn’tdreaming.Butifhewasn’t…Hehadnoideawhatwastheappropriateresponsetosomethinglikethis.Hisbody,however,thoughtitwasappropriatetounleashamassivestormofgiddinessinsidehimandsendshokwavesdownhisspine.HeonlyrealisedhewassmilinglikeaompleteidiotwhenPottergrinned,limbedontopofhimandstartedsnogginghimsenseless.HeflinhedwhenDraoputhishandsonhissides,butslowlyrexedasDraoletoutaoedsigh.Babysteps,hethought.
“Iouldgetusedtosurpriseslikethis,”Pottersaidiweenkisses.“Youknowyou’veompletelyruinedme,right?”
“Forothermen?”
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