There was something boyish and almost juvenile about the way that Harry felt the need to reiterate his compliment to Draco, almost as if he desperately needed to make sure that Draco had heard him. It was silly and once again made Draco feel somewhat self conscious. He rarely took the time to think too much of his own looks, but the look of adoration on Harry was almost too much to handle, making it clear to him just how deeply he meant it.<br/>“Shut up, Harry,” Draco said, a soft smile on his lips as he softly shook his head. Whether or not he was beautiful wasn’t really important after all, but it would be a lie to say that it didn’t touch something inside Draco that he would rather not stop and analyse.<br/>“Just, shut up,” he repeated, as he instead kissed Harry on the lips once more in an attempt to show him just how done he was with him talking.