It was the most gentle of touches, there was hardly anything to it and Draco knew that it was even close to one of the most outrageous ways that people conducted themselves in public. And yet there was no removing Draco’s focus from Harry’s hand on his hip, feeling absolutely caught up in him and feeling his body ache to be with him again.<br/>It brought a soft blush to his cheeks, surprised by the power of his own emotions and feeling a little embarrassed about it all.<br/>He was spiralling so hard that he hardly could find the headspace to actually answer Harry’s question or even properly wrap his head around exactly<span style="font-style: italic">what</span>it was that he was asking him.<br/>“I like to keep it out of my face,” he settled on, having never given the hair a lot of thought, but seeing as he spent most of his time working, he liked to keep it out of his face and any potential ink.