Day 24. Harry Potter. Harry/Draco. "Breakfast" Title: Breakfast Author:digthewriter Word Count: 640 Rating: R Warning: EWE. Auror Training Academy. Made up stuff. Pretend Relationship. Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended. Author's Notes: This story is going to be called "Nothing Ventured. Nothing Gained." Each chapter is going to have a unique title but it'll all be part of one big story. I hope! AO3 link for all chapters in a row! All my thanks to nia_kantorka for the beta - omg best alpha/beta ever!
Much to Harry's dismay, the breakfast place had a long line. He waited for what felt like hours in queue. Finally, he was able to order; nearly everything he knew were Malfoy's favourites. Avocado toast, the fancy container of sliced apples with sprinkles of cinnamon and a dollop of almond butter, Greek yogurt, and scrambled eggs for himself. Malfoy have been the healthy one, but Harry liked his obsessions also, so he also ordered two croissants because he knew Malfoy was going to want one. Ever since they'd started "dating," and having most of their meals together at the academy cafe, Malfoy ordered a plate of healthy food, but would almost always steal Harry's croissant.
He waited patiently for his order as he looked around at the decorations in the cafe. The tree was well-lit and Christmas stockings hung from the ceiling as the music played on. All it was missing was mistletoe, and Harry had to wait for Malfoy to be around for that. Everything was so cheerful, full of hope, and even though it was a busy morning, all the people around him seemed happy. Quite like how he felt.
Finally, he made his way back to his rooms and when he opened the door, he found Malfoy sitting on his bed. His bed. Not Harry's. The curtain was pulled back, making their living space into one giant room and Malfoy wasn't fully dressed. He only wore his black pants and a tight white t-shirt as he held a parchment and quill in his hand. He looked hot. Before they were fake-dating, when they were simply roommates, Malfoy was almost always properly dressed. He changed in the bathroom, and went to bed fully dressed. This was the first time Harry had seen so much skin in such broad daylight; he'd almost lost his footing and dropped the breakfast and coffee.
Malfoy looked up at Harry and seemed as though he were simply in disbelief.
"You're—you're back."
Harry's brows furrowed at the statement. "Yes. Just went out for some breakfast."
"Oh," Malfoy said.
"What did you think? I wasn't coming back?" Harry closed the door behind him and placed the breakfast on the counter of their make-shift kitchenette. "I live here, you know." He grabbed a few plates and placed it next to the food when he turned around to look at Malfoy again.
"What's the matter?"
Malfoy shook his head and got up off the bed to come and stand next to Harry. He started to scrummage through the bag of food Harry had brought, and Harry could tell that he was avoiding making eye-contact with him.
"Hey..." Harry pulled Malfoy close from behind and nuzzled in his hair. "Did you think—Merlin, I can't even imagine what you'd been thinking? I just wanted to get us some breakfas—"
"I know. A note would have been nice, though. I didn't know if you changed your mind and ran—"
"Shit..." Harry said, pulling Malfoy closer. "I honestly didn't think I was going to be gone for so long. You looked so peaceful so I didn't want to wake you. I'm sorry, Malfoy." Harry held Malfoy as they stood in silence and Malfoy leaned into him, and Harry felt him relax. He was so glad for it. He'd no idea what he'd been thinking! Of course, he should have left a note!
"Forgive me?" Harry asked, kissing the back of Malfoy's neck as Harry's hand went up the front of his t-shirt.
"Maybe..." Malfoy said in a teasing tone. "Depends on what you got me."
Harry started kissing the back of Malfoy's neck and moved his way down until he was on his knees and pulling Malfoy's black pants down with his fingers. He lightly bit Malfoy's arse before he parted his cheeks and licked his entrance. "Your breakfast will have to wait. It's my turn now..." he said.