Yep. Another HP ficlet revolving around Harry and Draco! Add me on Pottermore if you'd like. My username is at the top of my profile. :)
Also, I do not own, nor do I claim to, anything of the Harry Potter series. This story is purely fan-made.
Here it goes!
Goodnight
Draco sighed. This had become a nightly routine for him and Harry. He ran a hand through his blonde hair and huffed again. The brunet was slumped over his writing desk and snoring slightly, his glasses awkwardly perched atop his nose in a very poor position. "Bloody hell... again..." The man tapped his lover's shoulder a few times, barely making Harry stir. "Up you go then." He told the sleeping man tiredly before snaking his arms under Harry, lifting him up as best as he could. He drug the man across the bedroom, Harry being similar in weight and height as he, it was a bit of a task, but eventually he was able to deposit the man onto their bed.
"Stupid... git... I was having a nice dream..." Harry slurred.
"You're welcome." Came a monotone reply from Draco as he shook his head.
The Slytherin laid there for a while beside his love, a hand resting on the man's bare back. He was almost asleep when a familiar hand clumsily patted his head before resting on his cheek. "G'night Draco..."
"You too Harry."