Unspoken Desires

The Secret to Life

In the early hours of the morning, Harry awoke to find Draco nestled beside him. The blonde had left the blow-up mattress and made himself comfortable on Harry's double bed. A smile graced Harry's face as he admired his boyfriend before slipping quietly out of bed, careful not to disturb Draco's slumber.

Making his way out of the bedroom, Harry navigated through the flat and headed towards the kitchen. There, he found his parents, Sirius and Remus, engrossed in conversation near the counter, as breakfast preparations were underway.

Noticing Harry's entrance, Sirius greeted him with a tender, "Good morning, cub." A sleepy yawn escaped Harry's lips as he responded, "Morning, Dad." Just then, a slight noise emanated from the bedroom, followed by a sudden sneeze from Draco. Sirius glanced at Harry and inquired, "Is Draco still asleep in your room?" Harry simply nodded, his mind drifting back to Draco as he struggled to contain his thoughts.

Harry made his way back to his bedroom, gently pushing the door open to find Draco still lost in peaceful slumber. Unable to resist the sight, Harry approached the bed and settled himself down, running his fingers through Draco's silky blonde locks.

The soft touch stirred Draco awake, his eyes fluttering open as he greeted Harry with a warm smile. "Morning," Draco greeted, his voice tinged with the grogginess of waking up. Harry turned his head slightly, his cheeks flushed with a mixture of shyness and affection. He couldn't help but feel self-conscious under Draco's admiring gaze.

With a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, Draco playfully teased, "Look at me, Harry. You're going to have to get used to this if you're going to be dating me." A melodious giggle escaped his lips as he sat up, propping himself against the headboard. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at Draco's teasing, feeling a surge of adoration for the blonde before him. He leaned closer, his voice filled with affection as he whispered, "I wouldn't have it any other way," before sealing their words with a tender morning kiss.

As Harry lovingly showered Draco's face with kisses, eliciting playful giggles from the blonde, he realized his affectionate display had caused a different kind of laughter. Draco, unable to contain himself, brought his hands to Harry's and gently held them, a pleading look in his eyes.

"Can I please get up?" Draco requested between laughter fit. "I'm laughing way too hard, and it's triggering my bladder." Understanding Draco's predicament, Harry chuckled and reluctantly got off the bed, allowing Draco to make a hasty exit to the bathroom.

Anxious to relieve himself, Draco hurriedly made his way down the hallway, eagerly anticipating reaching the bathroom. But to his dismay, the door was locked, indicating someone else was inside. With his legs tightly crossed, Draco felt a desperate urge to hold on, doing everything he could to prevent an embarrassing accident.

Just as Draco's resolve started to waver, Remus emerged from the bathroom, creating a sudden window of opportunity. Without wasting a second, Draco dashed past Remus, rapidly closing the door behind him. With a great sense of relief, Draco finally made it to the toilet just in time, averting a potential bathroom emergency.

After what felt like an eternity of relief in the bathroom, Draco finally finished his business and tidied himself up. Stepping out of the now unoccupied bathroom, he made his way into the kitchen, seeking the comforting presence of Harry.

In sync with Draco's entrance, Harry appeared in the kitchen brushing his hand past Draco's, their fingers briefly brushing against each other. A soft smile adorned Draco's face, his eyes filled with affection for the dark-haired man.

But before any words could be exchanged, Sirius, ever the jovial presence, entered the kitchen. "Boys, breakfast?" Sirius greeted, his voice filled with warmth and good humour. Draco, taken slightly aback by Sirius's presence, felt a wave of shyness engulf him. Usually confident and poised, Draco found himself suddenly quiet and reserved around the older man before him,