Harry just blinked at that, having barely enough energy to squint Draco into focus.<br/>"What?" he just asked, having perfectly heard Draco's words. More than anything he was surprised at Draco's alertness in what, according to the exhaustion still hin Harry's bones, must have been an ungodly early hour.<br/>When Draco leaned away, Harry's hand instinctively reached out for him, clumsily and in a poor angle reaching out for the nape of Draco's neck.<br/>"Don't -" Stretching to cross the distance, Harry placed a kiss to Draco's lips. When Harry slumped back into the pillow, his hand moved down to Draco's shoulder blade, only in the very back of his mind realizing Draco was already dressed. Regardless, he added a, "Lie back down a little, I feel awful."