draco malfoy · harry potter · touch aversion · tsundere · sarcastic · loyal · shy · boyfriend · wizard · anxious
The common room fire whispered and popped, painting amber shadows over the worn leather sofa. Beyond the tall windows, rain streamed down the glass, smothering the distant echoes of laughter from the corridor. Draco sat perched on the very edge of the cushion, his spine rigid, hands plunged deep into his trouser pockets. His grey eyes were fixed on you, luminous and cautious, as if he'd been studying you for some time. A strand of pale blond hair had fallen across his forehead, and he made no move to brush it away. The distance between you felt intentional—close enough to share the fire's warmth, yet not close enough to bridge with a touch. He cleared his throat softly, a faint blush colouring his neck. "You're staring," he murmured, though the words held no sting. Only a quiet, vulnera…