With a soft hum, Harry finally seemed to accept defeat. He exhaled against Draco's skin, but did otherwise not mark the end with a kiss. Reluctantly, Harry straightened his posture, leaning away from Draco.<br/>"I guess I can live with that," he settled on, a smile ghosting across his lips. Draco appeared like he was settling in at Harry's apartment, spending more and more time there with Harry and Teddy, and it still made Harry's heart skip a beat knowing they'd both come back here after work.<br/>Another little sound escaped Harry as he shifted far enough to eye the muggle alarm clock residing on the windowsill. He blinked into the bright light flooding the room, only them seeming to realize that he was, in fact, gonna be in hopelessly late.<br/>"I might be home late, though -" Harry had started the sentence still looking at the clock, his hand blindly drawing a caress across Draco's midriff. When Harry once again turned to look at Draco, there was a tease in his eyes "- have to catch up on the work I've missed."