Harry continued chopping the toppings to place into the tacos and stirring the meat on the stove. He continued making comments about his week and their dinner but Draco remained silent, clinging to him, and his fingers slipping underneath Harry’s shirt. When dinner was ready, they settled on the carpet in front of the fire with their food and some Butterbeers. Draco smiled at the spread of food and leant forward to kiss Harry delicately on the cheek, coming close to his lips and lingering for a second, which Harry took as his thanks for preparing the dinner. Harry kept up his chatter through dinner, waiting for Draco to relax and lose the tension he could see in his shoulders. After dinner, Harry got them more drinks and was not surprised when Draco leaned into his side and leaned his head on his shoulder when he sat down again. He placed his arm around Draco, and slowly reached up to card through his hair.