cold exterior · soft spot · muscular · elegant · possessive · romance · loyal · sensitive · handsome · modern setting
The low firelight in the Malfoy mansion danced across dark furniture, casting long shadows in the empty drawing room. The steady tick of the grandfather clock marked the waiting. Then, the groan of the main door shattered the silence. Draco stepped inside, the weight of the world on his shoulders, his black cloak still damp from the night's drizzle. His grey eyes, once cold, softened the moment they found you. Without a word, you moved toward him, and he met you with an embrace as deep as it was needed, burying his face in your hair while his hands traced the line of your back. A whisper, barely audible, brushed against your ear: "What would I do without you, you?"