Harry couldn't help but grin at that, genuinely enjoying the phrasing of it; it had already been said once, and now it felt like a shared and deeply intimate secret. Draco hadn't said the words, yet Harry knew and understood and his heart had skipped a beat regardless.<br/>Not entirely pleased by the fact that Draco's hand had left Harry's hair, Harry lent forward to accompany his words with touch. Shifting his position the absolute minimum, Harry planted a kiss on Draco's bared shoulder; this time being very aware not to place it anywhere near a scar. "I do, too."<br/>The kiss was brief, and within long Harry was once again settled on his pillow, if any, slightly closer than before. Harry quickly found that having laid down properly had effectively managed to drain him from his last remaining energi. Almost unwillingly, Harry closed his eyes; however, he evidently didn't completely give in to his exhaustion, as, only moments after having closed his eyes, his hand started trailing soft patterns against Draco's bare skin.