#dracoron

(Scorpius wails louder, burying his face in Draco’s shoulder. Draco closes his eyes, holding him tighter, guilt blooming in his chest.)

Draco: I can close billion-pound deals but I can’t fix a broken giraffe.

(The door opens. Ron steps in, cheeks flushed from rushing. He sees the scene and doesn’t speak — just walks straight to them.)

Ron: Give him to me.

(Draco hesitates, then hands Scorpius over like he’s handing over his entire heart. The boy quiets instantly in Ron’s arms, hiccuping, clutching Ron’s shirt.)

Scorpius: (sniffling) Papa broke it.

Ron: (rocking him)I know, sweetheart. Papa didn’t mean to. He’s just tired. He works so hard for us.

(Draco watches them, his jaw clenched, eyes glassy. He loosens his tie with trembling fingers.)

Draco: I missed his nap. I missed lunch. I missed the giraffe. I’m missing everything.

Ron: (looks up, eyes soft) You’re not missing anything. You’re here. You’re trying. That’s what matters.

(Scorpius yawns against Ron’s chest. Ron kisses his curls. Draco steps closer, brushing a hand over Scorpius’s back, then resting it on Ron’s shoulder.)

Draco: (quietly) I don’t know how you do it. You make it look effortless.

Ron: (smiling, tired but radiant) It’s not. But loving you both makes it worth every second.

(Draco leans in, pressing his forehead to Ron’s. Scorpius is nestled between them, finally asleep. The city glows behind them, but inside this office, it’s just the three of them — a quiet, imperfect, beautiful family.)

Draco: I’ll cancel tomorrow’s meetings. Let’s take him to the park. I want to be there when he laughs again.

Ron: (softly) He laughs every time you look at him like that.

However, I will still share with you quick sketches with Ron and Draco🌟

I'm really upset, disappointed in myself. Feedback has always been really important to me; I needed someone to care. I try REALLY hard, even despite depressive episodes that sometimes prevent me from even doing the most basic things. 😀 And, of course, on a global scale it's not that important, but it was very important for me personally. Sometimes I just feel discouraged. I understand that I can't force people to love me, but for some reason I get really upset when I don't get the attention I feel like I deserve. I have no idea what all this is connected to, but maybe I should just not worry about it and just keep drawing for myself

I mean, I think about it all the time. If they don't love me, then what's the point of all this?

I drew the second sketch based on a very good fanfic....