![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enableloveTitle: The Missing Piece
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hd_obsession
Summary: Draco feels like a part of him is missing. Harry finds it.
Warnings: Pure, rotting your teeth fluff! Some OOCness for Draco. Also, unbeta-ed (that calls for a warning! All mistakes are mine.)
Disclaimer: Don’t own the boys. If I did, they would definitely NOT be enemies!
Word Count: 373
A/N: I’m going to do a few of these proposal fics These were taken from this piece of junk mail my sister got from the jewelry store. I think I will be writing five in all. Enjoy :)
Draco was fretting. He didn’t usually fret, but Harry had basically shooed him out of their flat. And yeah he trusted Harry, but Harry never shooed him out. Draco was getting very suspicious even though he had faith in his lover.
His five year lover. Draco sometimes wanted more, a more committed relationship, a way to shout to the world he was taken, but he didn’t know what Harry wanted, and so he didn’t say anything. He was happy with Harry, happier than he had been in any of his previous relationships. But he still felt like there was something missing.
Draco was walking aimlessly around the shopping district near their flat when his pocket vibrated. He pulled out the cell phone that Harry made him get (that he secretly loved) and flipped it open. Harry had sent him a text
You can come home now. XOXO
Draco was maybe a little scared of what he would find. Just a little.
He walked back home and opened the door and stepped on something that squished. He looked down and saw chocolate kisses leading somewhere. He took off his shoes and socks and followed the kisses.
Draco followed the trail and saw that they led to a bath filled with rose petals. The light was dimmed and candles were floating in the water and there were some on the edge of the tub. Soft music, the first slow dance Harry and Draco had danced to at Weasley and Granger’s wedding was playing.
He looked around for Harry and saw him standing near the door, bent on one knee and holding out a jewelry box.
“Now that I have kissed the ground you walk on and showered you with petals, will you marry me?”
He opened the ring box and inside was the most beautiful ring Draco had seen. It was a plain platinum band with little emeralds set in the band.
Draco looked at Harry’s hopeful expression and in that moment his suspicions and useless fretting were over.
He breathed, “Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!”
Draco then got down on his knees in front of Harry kissing him with every fiber of his being thinking that he had finally found the missing piece.
Author:
hd_obsessionSummary: Draco feels like a part of him is missing. Harry finds it.
Warnings: Pure, rotting your teeth fluff! Some OOCness for Draco. Also, unbeta-ed (that calls for a warning! All mistakes are mine.)
Disclaimer: Don’t own the boys. If I did, they would definitely NOT be enemies!
Word Count: 373
A/N: I’m going to do a few of these proposal fics These were taken from this piece of junk mail my sister got from the jewelry store. I think I will be writing five in all. Enjoy :)
Draco was fretting. He didn’t usually fret, but Harry had basically shooed him out of their flat. And yeah he trusted Harry, but Harry never shooed him out. Draco was getting very suspicious even though he had faith in his lover.
His five year lover. Draco sometimes wanted more, a more committed relationship, a way to shout to the world he was taken, but he didn’t know what Harry wanted, and so he didn’t say anything. He was happy with Harry, happier than he had been in any of his previous relationships. But he still felt like there was something missing.
Draco was walking aimlessly around the shopping district near their flat when his pocket vibrated. He pulled out the cell phone that Harry made him get (that he secretly loved) and flipped it open. Harry had sent him a text
You can come home now. XOXO
Draco was maybe a little scared of what he would find. Just a little.
He walked back home and opened the door and stepped on something that squished. He looked down and saw chocolate kisses leading somewhere. He took off his shoes and socks and followed the kisses.
Draco followed the trail and saw that they led to a bath filled with rose petals. The light was dimmed and candles were floating in the water and there were some on the edge of the tub. Soft music, the first slow dance Harry and Draco had danced to at Weasley and Granger’s wedding was playing.
He looked around for Harry and saw him standing near the door, bent on one knee and holding out a jewelry box.
“Now that I have kissed the ground you walk on and showered you with petals, will you marry me?”
He opened the ring box and inside was the most beautiful ring Draco had seen. It was a plain platinum band with little emeralds set in the band.
Draco looked at Harry’s hopeful expression and in that moment his suspicions and useless fretting were over.
He breathed, “Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!”
Draco then got down on his knees in front of Harry kissing him with every fiber of his being thinking that he had finally found the missing piece.
