Sleepy Harry
A/N : Umm, well this is my first fic and I apologise for any mistakes in advance. I accept constructive criticism with open arms
DISCLAIMER : I don't own Harry Potter ... Though I wish I did ...
"Why do those impudent brats always try and – " Severus complained, storming into his chambers, stopping seeing his husband of 2 years, 4 months and 21 days curled up asleep on the sofa. He gave a small smile, all his anger dissipating immediately. He took off his cloak, hung it up, toed off his shoes and socks and slowly moved towards him, trying to make as little noise as possible.
He stood just in front of the sofa, looking down tenderly.
Oh Harry, he thought, how did I end up with an angel like you?
He reached out, fingers gently removing Harry's glasses and stroked his eyelids, wishing he could stare into those emerald orbs hidden beneath. It wasn't often he allowed himself to be so openly affectionate. Usually, Harry would just blush and tell him in some form or another to stop it.
Harry sighed, subconsciously leaning into the attention. Severus moved his fingers to his cheeks, marvelling at how soft Harry's skin was in comparison to his own callused fingertips.
Severus saw the telltale signs that Harry was about to wake up and kneeled next to the couch. Harry moved, stretched his limbs and yawned. He moved his head from side to side, cracking his neck as he did. Then he opened his eyes slowly, automatically seeking out Severus.
"Mmm – Sev'rus ... missed you..."
Severus chuckled. "I was only gone a few hours. Did you have a nice sleep?" He gave a small smile, noticing how Harry had changed from when he left him into one of Severus' shirts.
"Yeah. But it took me ages to drop off. Wanna know why?" Harry said, gazing at Severus' face. It was not one that was classically handsome, but to Harry, Severus was beautiful. His eyes were deep, dark and warm and were the only part of his entire body that gave away his emotions – and right now, they were so full of adoration, it made Harry's heart ache.
Severus leaned in and whispered "Why?"
"Because you weren't there." Harry smiled gently, reaching out and holding Severus' face. Neither one knew who made to move first but suddenly, they were kissing. Soft, gentle kisses that spoke of love and undying devotion.
Severus pulled away and stared directly, it seemed, into Harry's soul.
"I'm not going anywhere."
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