Draco's words caught Harry completely off guard. The meaning itself wasn't foreign to him; Harry had heard it hidden between other things Draco had told him over the course of the last few weeks or months, even. Yet, hearing them said out loud took Harry's breath away.<br/>Harry was almost certain Draco could have felt how his words had made Harry's breath hitch, and still, lying this close, Harry could barely tell whether or not Draco's heart rate had gone up. Harry's certainly had.<br/>Harry was raking his mind for another clever line, as always instinctively wanting to downplay the situation whenever Draco allowed himself to be vulnerable. This time, however, Harry's mind drew a blank.<br/>Not knowing what else to do, Harry carefully untangled himself from Draco enough for him to prop himself up on one elbow. Once upright, Harry allowed himself to look at Draco for a moment; the sight almost knocked the air out of him all over again. A smile slowly grew across his lips as the words fully sunk in, being completely overwhelmed with love and adoration for the man in front of him.<br/>When Harry finally crossed the distance, his free hand reached out to cup Draco's face, as Harry pressed a loving kiss onto Draco's lips.<br/>"I know," he said, his lips barely leaving Draco's to do so. "I know. I love you, too."