When Draco's hand cupped his cheek, Harry wondered if he had been so transparent; whether or not Draco had been able to read it on his face just how desperately he had wanted to kiss Draco. Rationally, Harry should feel bad about it, or perhaps have enough insight to realize that Draco maybe felt cornered into returning the caress. Harry didn't feel like he could maintain a single rational thought, though.<br/>Harry readily welcomed the kiss, his chin tipping upwards to meet the kiss early. It was the anticipation finally overflowing, having wanted to kiss Draco ever since he first saw him dressed up for their stupid, fake date. Harry wanted to go on a million more stupid ,fake dates, if it meant really getting to kiss Draco.