Nothing could compare to the feeling Draco got when Harry called him<span style="font-style: italic">darling</span>, a shiver running down his spine, heavy with the realisation that all it took was Harry calling him a pet name to have him completely weak and wanting. He had already been desperately wanting of Harry, having barely been able to stand the separation between the two of them, but even the faintest idea of Harry maybe also caring for him was the final nail in the coffin for him.<br/>Gingerly, reluctantly, Draco loosened his grip on Harry, almost as if he was afraid that he was going to disappear, but also eager to follow direction and go wherever he wanted him to.<br/>“Alright,” he muttered, his voice slightly hoarse with the things that was left unsaid.