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Name: Insecurities
Word Count: 268
Rating: PG to PG-13
Warnings: Homosexual Relations, slight cursing
Prompt: Use of a song by Aerosmith
Summary: Music may soothe the savage beast, but can it also soothe a rocky relationship?
A/N: This could possibly turn into a WIP
Footsteps echoed in the strangely quiet kitchen. It had been a while since it had been this quiet in the house. With a barely audible sigh the black-haired youth walked to the blessed coffee maker and put on a pot. He sat heavily in one of the wooden chairs that adorned the kitchen table and sighed again. This was getting ridiculous. Damn Draco and his insecurities. It was tearing Harry apart, however slowly it was happening. The pot dinged its readiness and Harry gratefully fixed himself a cup before returning to his seat. It wasn’t too long after that a blonde head bobbed beneath the doorway and into the kitchen.
His headphones were clamped firmly over his ears and his head nodded to the beat. Harry looked up hopefully. He hadn’t seen Draco since their fight almost a week before. But it didn’t seem like they’d be talking today either. His dejected form slumped further into the chair as he watched Draco start to leave again. “Draco, I love you.” He said, but Draco just continued his head nodding as he left. Harry stared at the doorway, and burst into tears.
In the hallway Draco sighed and paused his song. He shut his eyes for a blissful moment, recalling Harry’s words to him. He knew he couldn’t stay mad at Harry for much longer. Actually, he decided, he’d make it up to him tonight. With a satisfied almost-smile he returned to his music.
“'Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you, babe
And I don't Wanna miss a thing”