He rolled uneasily, looking for a position where he could sleep peacefully. He was cold, it was a winter night in mid-December, but he didn't want to disturb Harry's rest by asking an extra blanket.
"Are you cold?" Harry finally asked, reading his thoughts.
"It's okay, go back to sleep." He murmured. Harry needs to sleep. for The past week the scar bother him and he wakes up at night from nightmares. He knows, because he insists on sleeping with him for a week. The main thing is that he won't be alone when he wakes up in a panic, sweating and shaking with fear at night.
"I can get you another blanket you know, it's not a particularly difficult task." Harry took his hand in his, causing a warm body contact between them.
"Harry, go to sleep, now." He said firmly. He must sleep. He would be too tired to wake up for school, and he must learn. Otherwise he will not get the grades he needed to work at his dream job.
"So maybe we can cuddle together? this way you won't be cold and I don't have to get up to get you a blanket." Suggested Harry, clinging to him more and more.
"Oh, all right." He muttered, hiding the excitement . He loved to cuddle with Harry. Their bodies tight together, curled up one in the other's body in positions usually uncomfortable for any human being, just for them.
Harry approached to him, a small smile of satisfaction on his face and waiting for his warm hands to wrap him, to his long delicate fingers gently brush his black hair, his lips kissing his forehead and whispering soft, loving words to help him sleep after the nightmares Voldemort likes to send his consciousness.
"I love you, Draco." Harry muttered to the blonde's bare chest, his heart leaping from the closeness to him.
Although he would never admit it, the sight of Harry bounced somthing in him, made him such a pleasant feeling in the chest, a feeling he had never felt before. It was such an addictive feeling, that he wanted to be near Harry, stroking his soft hair and kiss his red lips all day long.
"I love you." He muttered to Harry's black hair, rubbing his back. "More than you know." He said finally, holding Harry close to him, and the two boys fell sleep full of sweet dreams. — so how was it ? should i continue with it ?