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smirkingcat) wrote2020-12-18 09:44 pm
smirkingcat) wrote2020-12-18 09:44 pm
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[Fic:] 25 days - Day 18
Title: The first Time he allowed you in his kitchen
Author:smirkingcat
Word Count: 393
Rating: PG
Prompt:
Warning:
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: one more week…. OMG time flies
Every relationship has a "getting used to it"- phase. That means there was stuff you didn't want to share, messes you wouldn’t tolerate, rooms that were yours, and nobody else is going to touch anything there or else.
For Draco it was his study, he was anal about it, and even for the nights when Harry stayed over the study was off limits. For Harry it was his kitchen. Draco was allowed to enter to be able to eat at the small table, and sometimes he was even asked nicely to help with the dishes. He was not allowed anywhere near the stove under any circumstances however.
Draco actually liked it that way. They respected each others boundaries, and that made the thing between them so comfortable.
Their friends found it weird, because Draco was a very good cook, as it did come easy to him one he went into the kitchen to experiment.
But then one Christmas, Draco was getting comfortable on Harry's sofa with a nice book, when Harry called him.
"Hey Draco, won't you make your amazing Christmas punch from last year for us?"
"Sure? Next weekend? I can bring some over," he replied thinking nothing of it.
Harry laughed. "No silly, I mean for tonight and maybe make enough for the rest of the week."
Draco lifted his head to look towards the kitchen, not that he was able to see Harry, but he was just too surprised.
"I can do that," he said after a moment that took way to long.
It felt like a big change somehow.
"Just to be clear about it, you want me to cook next to you?"
"Yes."
"Well, all right," Draco said and entered the door. "Just to be certain, you don't expect to sit in my study after this. I am not sure I am ready for that step."
Harry laughed again, before he shoved Draco slightly by leaning into him: "You are amazing in the kitchen, you proved that over and over. And nobody makes punch like you. I am pants at your particular order system that is in equal parts super neat and super messy."
"I am glad you are aware of my talents and your shortcomings."
"I must have some special talents then, considering how often I am invited to your bed."
It was Draco's turn to laugh.
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 393
Rating: PG
Prompt:
Warning:
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: one more week…. OMG time flies
Every relationship has a "getting used to it"- phase. That means there was stuff you didn't want to share, messes you wouldn’t tolerate, rooms that were yours, and nobody else is going to touch anything there or else.
For Draco it was his study, he was anal about it, and even for the nights when Harry stayed over the study was off limits. For Harry it was his kitchen. Draco was allowed to enter to be able to eat at the small table, and sometimes he was even asked nicely to help with the dishes. He was not allowed anywhere near the stove under any circumstances however.
Draco actually liked it that way. They respected each others boundaries, and that made the thing between them so comfortable.
Their friends found it weird, because Draco was a very good cook, as it did come easy to him one he went into the kitchen to experiment.
But then one Christmas, Draco was getting comfortable on Harry's sofa with a nice book, when Harry called him.
"Hey Draco, won't you make your amazing Christmas punch from last year for us?"
"Sure? Next weekend? I can bring some over," he replied thinking nothing of it.
Harry laughed. "No silly, I mean for tonight and maybe make enough for the rest of the week."
Draco lifted his head to look towards the kitchen, not that he was able to see Harry, but he was just too surprised.
"I can do that," he said after a moment that took way to long.
It felt like a big change somehow.
"Just to be clear about it, you want me to cook next to you?"
"Yes."
"Well, all right," Draco said and entered the door. "Just to be certain, you don't expect to sit in my study after this. I am not sure I am ready for that step."
Harry laughed again, before he shoved Draco slightly by leaning into him: "You are amazing in the kitchen, you proved that over and over. And nobody makes punch like you. I am pants at your particular order system that is in equal parts super neat and super messy."
"I am glad you are aware of my talents and your shortcomings."
"I must have some special talents then, considering how often I am invited to your bed."
It was Draco's turn to laugh.