No matter how many times they confirmed that they were in this together, Draco always felt his heart doing somersaults in his chest whenever Harry said something to indicate that he was into Draco still. There was something so juvenile about stopping mid cooking to have a cuddle, but Draco couldn’t find it in himself too let Harry go.<br/>Instead, he tilted his head to place a kiss to Harry’s temple, the closest thing that he could reach, just wanting to show him that he loved him in any way that he could.<br/>“Good,” he stated with a wide grin, one of such pure joy that it was undeniable that Draco really and genuinely appreciated the sentiment. “Otherwise I would have to start all over, wouldn’t I?”