Written for my darling @rockingrobin69 for Fandom Trumps Hate 2022 @fandomtrumpshate. I'm so sorry it's so late. Thank you to Robin and to the mods for being so patient!
Huge thanks to the inimitable @vukovich for the great beta and to my lovely @basicallyahedgehog for cheering me on!
Robin I love you so very much. I hope you enjoy this.
Harry digs through the small cabinet, reaching all the way back until—"Ha! Found it!"
He hears Draco somewhere above his head, near him in the kitchen. "Did you?"
Harry pops his head up, grinning at his husband over the small door open on its hinges. He holds his prize up so Draco can see. "I did."
Draco chuckles. "Perfect, thank you. I'd feared if I didn't have a proper Tupperware to store my sandwich for the plane, I'd never be able to leave tomorrow."
Harry raises an eyebrow at Draco and then looks at the container in his hand. "So you're telling me all it takes to keep you from leaving for two weeks is a Vanishing spell?"
Draco glares at him. "You wouldn't dare."
"If I thought it'd work, I'd probably try," Harry grumbles. He stands up and closes the cabinet, handing Draco the container.
Draco softens. He takes the container and sets it on the counter and then reaches for Harry. "It won't be that long, you know."
"Hell, you went on missions longer than this when you were still with the Aurors."
"I know," Harry sighs. "Though to be a bit fair to me, getting to be your house husband was part of the reason I quit."
Draco grins. "You like being my kept man?" He runs his hands down Harry's lower back, just above his arse, pressing their waists together.
"Merlin help me, I do," Harry murmurs, pressing a kiss to Draco's lips before pulling away with a pout. "I'm so glad you've got this opportunity, really. And America sounds amazing, even if it is just for a conference. But Godric, I'm going to miss you."
Draco hums. "Me too." Then, he blinks and looks up at Harry. "You know. We don't have to miss each other."
Harry frowns. "What do you mean?"