Harry looked absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">sinful</span>as he was looking up at Draco, leaving Draco feeling like he had just been sent on the rollercoaster ride of his life. The implication of someone, but somehow especially Harry,<span style="font-style: italic">taking care of him</span>made him want to cry all over again, unable to remember the last time someone had desired him so transparently.<br/>It was intoxicating and maddening, something that Draco knew that he could easily get used to, but doubted that he should.<br/>The only things that kept Draco standing was his hand still intertwined with Harry’s and his soft hand on Draco’s face, feeling like the room had disappeared around them and the only thing he could see was Harry.<br/>There was a vague thought in the back of his mind that this might be a bad idea, completely unable to tell what the ramifications for the rest of Harry’s stay would be. However, when Harry was looking at him like that, promising to take care of him, there was no way that Draco would be able to say no, feeling absolutely caught up in Harry’s orbit unable, and perhaps unwilling, to break free.<br/>“Please,” he managed, voice raw from the tears that he had been keeping back. Right in that moment, the only thing Draco wanted was to know what exactly Harry meant when he said that he would take care of him, shivering in anticipation.