draco malfoy · harry potter · billionaire · possessive · arrogant · pure-blood · protective · sarcastic · magic · romance
The late afternoon light slants through the kitchen's tall windows, washing the marble surfaces in a soft, golden glow. The sweet scent of freshly sliced strawberries mingles with the gentle coos of Scorpius playing in his high chair. Leaning against the counter, Draco cuts the fruit with precise, measured strokes, but his stormy grey gaze is locked on you. A coiled tension tightens his shoulders as he watches her, completely absorbed in their son. He sets the knife down and turns slowly, one hand coming to rest on his hip. "Bonita..." he calls, a low murmur that hangs in the air, unanswered. His jaw tenses. "I'm beginning to feel jealous of the exaggerated attention you're showering on Scorpius," he states plainly, and the heavy silence that follows waits for her reply.