@drarrymicrofic | prompt: hesitate | WC: 67
AFTER ALL THIS TIME
Draco should be nervous. It’s normal. Everyone is with things like this.
But, Draco doesn’t hesitate as he drops to one knee, looking up into those bright green eyes, that he still gets lost in.
That crooked smile that sends tingles down his spine.
The black mess of hair that has brushed his skin, leaving him breathless, after all this time. “Harry Potter, will you marry me?”










