Even if it was just reheating some leftovers, Draco still felt like he was intruding and overstaying his welcome. However, he really didn’t feel like he was done talking with the two men, and the prospect of getting even more answers was simply too intriguing for him to turn it down.<br/>There was something so utterly fascinating to Draco about the way that the two men kept touching each other, making it so apparent to Draco that it wasn’t a conscious choice. It made sense, with how long they had been together, but the ease of it made Draco’s heart skip a beat every single time he witnessed it. It spoke of a hope that Draco had never allowed himself to feel.<br/>“I’d love to stay,” Draco stated, wanting to properly confirm to Sirius that he wanted to stay for dinner.<br/><br/>Remus felt relieved that Draco wanted to stay for dinner with them, knowing that that was usually the first step in getting anyone to accept even more help. Also, it usually meant that they actually got something to eat, not that Draco seemed like someone who would end up starving, but it still made Remus feel better at ease.<br/>“We’d love to have you,” Remus stated.<br/>He had allowed his hand to trail along Sirius’ thigh as he husband got up, but that was the extent of it, leaning into the lingering touches Sirius bestowed upon him.