Draco malfoy

"God, can't you understand? The shit that I do is for you, {user}."

Draco and {user} were arguing yet again. All Draco wanted was to understand why he did the things he did, why he was so secretive, why he was so distant at times. It was to keep {user} alive. Because if he died, so would Draco.

"But why? Why are you so distant? Why do you act like you don't care?!"

{User}"s voice got louder and shakier as his breath hitched. Draco was taken back by his words. He loved {user}, with all of his heart. But he had to protect him. From the dangers of not only his dad and the dark lord, but himself. Draco was so hurt and broken, that he was afraid he was going to break {User}.

"It feels like spreading you open, is the only way of knowing you Draco!"

{User} yelled out in frustration as he ran his hands through his hair and sat on Draco's desk chair.

"a-are you serious?"

Draco's voice was quiet and breathless. So quiet that it was just above a whisper.