Disclaimer: I own nothing but the computer on which this drabble was typed.
Pairing: HPSS
Warnings: male/male relationship: don't like don't read! No smut, just cute fluff.
Summary: Harry expresses his love for Severus, and I suck at writing summaries.
A/N: My first fanfic and second story ever, so be kind please :) reviews with useful (or just nice) comments are very welcome.
This story is not beta'ed and English is my second language, so I'm sorry for the spelling and grammar mistakes. Have fun!
Thank you for letting me
Harry Potter walked over to the dark green couch and placed himself on the lap of the black clad man. He slid his legs both to a different side of the man so he could face him. The black clad man questioned Harry's behavior only by raising an eyebrow and waited for the excuse that would undoubtedly follow soon.
"Thank you" Harry said softly while he looked deep into the black eyes. The eyebrow above it moved higher.
"For what?" Severus Snape asked as he searched the beautiful green eyes of the young man sitting on his lap.
"For everything" Harry said, thinking of every good thing his former potions master had done for him. He lost count summing them up in his head, but he was sure he hadn't even thought of half of the things the man had done for him. "For saving my life countless times, for teaching me all those things that helped me when I had to face Voldemord, for stopping being mean to me, for letting me into your life..." Harry noticed the black eyes soften while he spoke. "... and for loving me."
He knew Severus would need a moment to process this explanation of his feelings, so he smiled and took his time to look even deeper in those eyes, trying to see if Severus would think of this as one of his usual rants about how he felt. Not that he needed to worry about being rejected or something like that. Severus had made that very clear a few months ago, and Harry hadn't doubted that promise even once after it was made.
His eyes still locked with the green ones, Severus realized instantaneously that this was one of the best feeling-explanations Harry had ever given him. He himself had always had trouble talking about his feelings, almost the opposite of Harry, who had a habit of throwing all of his feelings out.
With a soft smile spreading across his face he answered "Thank you for letting me." And he moved his hand up to stroke Harry's cheek.
Thanks to the sweet gesture Harry knew his thanks had been understood completely and he moved closer.
As their lips brushed Severus moved forward slightly and kissed Harry's soft lips tenderly. Slowly and passionately Harry tried to express all of his love for his black haired friend through the kiss.
When they broke apart for air after a while, Harry leant down to nuzzle his nose in Severus' soft black hair.
Severus smiled and wrapped his arms around Harry.
"As I have told you countless times before, Mr. Potter, I do Not cuddle." He said, although he liked it a lot when Harry buried his nose in his neck.
"Ah, pity for you, Professor Snape, because I Do." Harry answered softly, while he smiled against the warm skin that smelled faintly of herbs and soap. And they both knew that there was no other place in the entire world where they would feel more at home than where they were right now.