Theo hung up and pulled Draco into his arms. "Hey it's okay. Fuck him. You never have to speak to him again. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I’ll make sure that never happens again, okay?" Draco continued to cry into Theo’s shoulder; Theo ran a hand through his soft hair pressing his lips to Draco’s temple, and wished that he could murder Lucius immediately. It would take at least a day or two to get it set up, more if he wanted to watch. He would rather it be handled rather than wait to enjoy it personally. One of his contacts could probably get him surveillance footage. That would have to be good enough.