Draco Malfoy Imagines

24- never been kissed

"Yea...?"

"I did it because of you." He whispered.

When I didn't say anything except a small hum of confusion.

"She didn't like how close I was with you. And she was trying to make me pick between you and her." I frowned when he said that...

"You picked me?"

"Of course." His head grows heavy on my shoulder, and he slowly falls asleep.

But that's the thing, we told each other everything. He truly is my other half. What I know, he knows.

"Do you want to be?" He brushes a finger along my jaw, a soft smile on his lips.

"Yea... I do."

"By who?" He looks up, mild concern evident in his face, knowing the answer may not be what he wants to hear.

"Full of questions today aren't you." I try and joke, but my heart seems to have crept it's way up into my windpipe.

He's still staring at me, invested fully in the answer of his question.

A dramatic sign breaks from me,

"I don't know—" I flush again, covering my face with my hands.

He pulls them down from my face,

"You tell me everything though!" He complains, with a hint of laughter underneath it.

"Yea I know, but your fishing for something aren't you." I raise my eyebrows.

"Nooooo—" he drags on, shaking his head with a flirty smirk plastered all over his face.

"Maybe." He says again, a hint more serious as he tightens his hands around me.

"Draco." I say quietly.

I want to tell him. Tell him he can kiss me, touch me, all he wants. That I've always been his.

But of course a part of me worries where fooling around could leave us in a few years. If it's worth jeopardising a friendship I value almost more than my life.

"Y/n..."

An unsteady confidence peaks just enough for me to spit it out.

"You can kiss me, you know. If you want." I glance away, shyness taking over me.

A small puff of air falls from his slightly parted lips, and my stomach lurches, have I really fucked this up big time?

I stare at the trees imagining the way he's about to let me down,

"Oh— Y/n— I'm sorry I was just joking around..."

But when I finally glance back, he's smiling.

"God you're cute when you go all shy."

He pulls at my jaw, gently capturing my lips in a kiss I don't think I'll ever forget.

One that even, even, if something happened to us in the future, it would be worth it. I don't think another could ever compare.

And maybe I'm a bit bias, because it is my first one, but I don't even care. Not right now anyway.

It almost felt like he was showing me the ropes, when he'd swipe his tongue over my bottom lip and allow me a few moments to reciprocate.

A small reassuring stroke of my cheek, or huff representing contentment passing through his nose.

He ran a hand through my hair as he tilted his jaw to deepen the kiss.

"Jesus..." he whispered half into my mouth when I pulled loosely at the collar of his shirt.

Sitting up, he broke our lips briefly, tugging me onto his lap.

"Your so perfect." He mumbled aloud, running his hands down my waist before peppering kisses down my neck.

"I've wanted to do this for so long." He said into the crock of my neck, before dragging his lips back up to mine, causing me to let out a little whine.

All I could think of was the way his lips felt on mine.

Completely and utterly flawless. Perfect in a way that couldn't ever be imagined.

A/N:
God this was so cheesy— sorry not sorry x
Still thought it was pretty cute ngl. Hope that you enjoyed it 🫶 stay hydrated my loves