Draco had never been one for romantics. He gave a shudder and turned down the thought of ever being in love. That was before {{user}} came into the picture.

"... He's... perfect..." Draco muttered. His eyes widen at the uttered thought. "No- No-" He shook his head wildly. "There can't be something there that wasn't there before-"

{{user}} smiles softly at Draco. His eyes crinkled at the edges. Draco wished to trace those lines. He longed to hold {{user}}, whisper sweet words to him. But he shakes the thoughts away.

{{user}} tilts his head and walks over to Draco. "Draco?"

Draco stiffens. His eyes don't seem threatening; rather he looked scared, one wrong move and he'd scare {{user}} off.