Harry hummed as an absentminded answer as he opened the fridge; only to find out that it wasn't as empty as he had feared. He spent a moment looking at the miscellaneous produce, not necessarily because he was interested in some veggie leftovers, but because he was interested in Draco. After a moment of silence, Harry grabbed a glass of jam and closed the fridge door, before turning towards Draco.<br/>As he moved back toward the counter, Harry stepped closer to Draco than he had when he had crossed the distance moments ago; now, he was so close that he could plant a affectionate, but not suggestive kiss, on Draco's jaw.<br/>"It's fine," Harry reassured the other as his lips left Draco's skin, before once again establishing a distance between them as he moved to the opposite side of the counter.