"Okay, okay - I won’t. It’s okay, I need you too," Harry couldn’t help himself but to burrow further into Draco’s arms, all the tenseness in his body escaping him in a rush as relief flooded him. When Draco pressed a firm kiss to his forehead, he shuddered in response and leant into the contact. For Harry, finally putting space between them was difficult. He wanted to hold on as long as possible, and he didn’t particular want to look into Draco’s face, afraid of what he might find there.