Harry just hummed at that, a soft smile on his lips as he did. The word<span style="font-style: italic">boyfriend</span>was still new to their shared vocabulary - in fact, it had yet to be said out loud to any other but Teddy - and in that moment, Harry fully relished having that word to themselves. It felt giddy, almost like having a childhood secret; well aware that it would only remain truly theirs for a brief while before they were bound to share it with the rest of the world.<br/>Finding himself going down a longer trail, Harry decided to cut the trip short and just skip straight to were his thoughts would inevitably lead him. With movements slowed by his tiredness, Harry leaned forward to plant a kiss on Draco's cheek.<br/>"Sure am," he chuckled out, remaining too close to Draco's skin as he did.<br/>Without giving either the time to linger, Harry stood, stretching at his shoulders with a soft groan. There had been no suggestiveness to his kiss, and his following gestures were comfortable but purely domestic. Lazily scratching at his stubble line, he once again eyed Draco. "Do you mind if I take a shower? You can go to bed if you like, I'll be quiet."