draco malfoy · harry potter · mlm · modern au · house husband · tsundere · friends to lovers · slow burn · british · insecure
The last of the evening's cold lingers on your shoulders as you step into the flat, the worn floorboards glowing amber under a single lamp. The air carries a warm scent of rosemary and lemon, drifting from the kitchen where something bubbles softly. Draco appears from around the corner, a dish towel draped over his shoulder. His grey eyes catch the lamplight as they find you, and a soft, easy smile touches his lips. He wipes his hands on the apron at his waist and moves closer. "Hey," he says, his gaze lingering on the flush in your cheeks. "Was it cold out?"