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Assistant: Title: The Afterglow
        Author: babyholdme babyholdme 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: In the aftermath of a passionate encounter, Harry experiences a terrifying subdrop, convinced Draco has abandoned him.
        Contents: Chapter 1
    

    


  

  
  
    
    The gentle press of lips on his forehead sent a shiver down Harry's spine. "Letters from St. Mungo's," Draco murmured, his voice husky with afterglow. "I'll be right back, Love. Are you hungry?"Harry just blinked for a couple of second and nodded.The lingering warmth of Draco's kiss faded as the bedroom door shut softly behind him. Harry blinked, the aftereffects of their intimacy washing over him in a pleasant daze. He could still hear the rustle of parchment from downstairs - Draco mentioning St. Mungo's letters. He'd be back in a second, Draco had said.A moment stretched into another, the silence broken only by Harry's ragged breaths. A strange tightness constricted his chest, a feeling of vulnerability he hadn't anticipated. He shifted on the bed, the sheets cool against his heated skin. Panic, cold and sharp, pricked at the edges of his mind.Draco's voice, promising a swift return, echoed hollowly in his mind. The room felt suddenly too quiet, too empty. He was alone.Where was Draco? He told Harry he would be back."Draco?" His voice, rough and used too much, rasped out a question that hung heavy in the air. No answer.Had Draco… left? Had they been... too intense? Was Draco angry? Abandoned him? The thought sent a jolt through Harry. He squeezed his eyes shut, willing the tears pricking at his eyelids to stay put. He felt exposed, raw, a mess of tangled limbs and sweat-dampened sheets.A choked sob escaped his lips. He tried to breathe deeply, but a sharp ache constricted his chest. Panic clawed at his throat. Tentatively, he lifted the covers, his gaze falling on the angry red welts marking his skin. Shame flooded him in a hot wave. He felt sticky, dirty, raw.He looked broken. No wonder Draco left?Harry pushed himself off the bed, his legs wobbly beneath him. He stumbled towards the doorway, his reflection catching him by surprise in the bathroom mirror. His hair was a mess, his eyes red-rimmed and puffy. He barely recognized the person staring back at him. Was this what he looked like after Draco's… ministrations? A sickening feeling of self-loathing churned in his stomach.He gripped the edge of the sink, knuckles white. Draco wouldn't be back. He'd been used, discarded. Draco left.A frustrated huff escaped Draco's lips as he scrawled across the parchment, each reply a pent-up burst of annoyance. There would be time, he promised himself, to unleash his fury on the inefficient fools at St. Mungo's. All he craved at the moment was the warmth of Harry nestled against him, a quiet aftermath to their exhilarating night.Images of Harry's flushed face, his breathless gasps, flickered in his mind. A satisfied smile tugged at Draco's lips. Harry had looked positively angelic, utterly spent, drifting off to sleep before him. He'd planned to wake Harry with a gentle kiss, maybe even a teasing breakfast in bed.Draco sent the owls on their way with a flick of his wand, then grabbed a small plate of sliced fruits and a chilled water jug. Dehydration was the last thing Harry needed after their passionate encounter. He envisioned Harry's sleepy smile as he took a sip of cool water, and his heart skipped a beat.Reaching their bedroom door, Draco pushed it open with a barely audible creak. The familiar sight of the rumpled sheets gave him a momentary pause. But Harry wasn't there."Harry? Love?" his voice called out tentatively, a sliver of unease creeping into his tone. Silence answered him back, thick and heavy. His smile vanished, replaced by a frown that deepened with each passing second. He set the food and water on the bedside table, the clink of the glass echoing unsettlingly in the quiet room.Draco's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of Harry. The bathroom door was ajar, a wisp of steam curling out from the crack. A strange mix of relief and a new wave of worry washed over him."Harry? Darling?" Draco opened the bathroom door. The horror that welcomed him was not something he expected. Harry curled while crying on the bathroom floor.The choked sob that escaped Harry's lips morphed into a raw, desperate cry. It tore through him, a jagged sound that echoed in the sterile confines of the bathroom. The tears that had welled earlier now flowed freely, blurring his vision into a watery mess."Draco left," the words hammered a frantic rhythm against his skull. "Draco left. Draco left. Draco left. Draco left, he left..." He clung to the phrase, a pathetic lifeline thrown out in a storm of overwhelming emotions. The vulnerability he'd felt earlier had morphed into a full-blown panic attack.His body ached from their passionate encounter, a dull throb that mimicked the hammering in his head. But the physical pain paled in comparison to the gaping ache in his heart. It felt raw and exposed, ripped open by the terrifying thought of Draco leaving him.He curled further into himself, burying his face in his knees as his body wracked with sobs. He tried to stifle them, biting his lower lip until it tasted metallic, but the sounds escaped him anyway. All he could think about was Draco, the warmth of his touch replaced by a chilling emptiness.He needed Draco. Needed his husband, needed Draco.....suddenly a warmth enveloped him. "Darling? What are you doing here?" Draco's voice, a soothing balm against the storm within him, whispered in his ear.Harry blinked, his vision blurry through tear-filled eyes. "D-Draco?" he stammered, a flicker of hope igniting in his chest."Hey, it's me. Breathe. Darling, I'm here. It is me," Draco soothed him, his voice laced with concern.The dam broke. Harry clung to Draco, burying his face in the crook of his neck. Sobs wracked his body, each one a release of the pent-up fear and self-doubt."W-where are y-you.. you left.." he choked out between sobs.Draco held him tighter, his hand gently stroking Harry's hair and the exposed expanse of his back. "I'm so sorry, darling. I told you earlier I needed to send some letters to St. Mungo's, and I got us some water. I didn't realize you weren't asleep..."Harry listened, finding solace in the steady rhythm of Draco's voice and the comforting press of his body. His grip loosened a fraction. "You.. you didn't leave?""I didn't, and I won't," Draco promised, his voice firm.Harry lifted his head slightly, peering up at Draco with tear-streaked cheeks. "I thought you left me," he confessed, his voice shaky but calmer.Draco cupped Harry's face, his thumb gently wiping away a stray tear. "Never, love. Never. I just needed to send some owls. I am sorry, Harry. I didn't realize you are dropping. You usually will not be awake for couple of hours." He murmured and kissed Harry's temple.The misunderstanding, the fear, it all began to recede with the comforting weight of Draco in his arms. "Oh I am dropping? I didn't realize.." he mumbled.Draco kissed his temple, his hair, his nose. "Take your time to come down, Harry. I am here, not gonna leave..."Harry blinked, his vision clearing as Draco's gentle touch lingered on his cheek. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the warmth. When he opened them again, Draco was leaning over him, his concern replaced by a soft smile."Draco?" Harry's voice was a husky rasp.Draco hummed in response, his lips brushing over Harry's in a tender kiss. "Yes, my love?""I'm sorry," Harry sighed, his voice tinged with shame. "For panicking like that. I… I didn't realize I was dropping earlier. It all just felt so… awful."Draco tightened his embrace, drawing Harry closer. "Darling, there's nothing to apologize for. Subdrop can be a lot to handle. I should have been more attentive.""I guess," Harry mumbled, burying his head in the crook of Draco's neck."Never again, love. Never again. I should've known you wouldn't be used to it after all this time. Stupid me for leaving you alone while you were dropping.""It all feels a bit fuzzy, I felt dirty earlier." Harry admitted.Draco kissed his temple. "Can you tell me in the future when you get all fuzzy?"Harry stared at him and nodded. Draco smiled and kissed his lips. With a flick of his wand, he summoned a glass of cool water. "Here, drink some of this, love."Harry took a sip, the water soothing his parched throat. Another flick of Draco's wand summoned a plate of sliced fruits. "And you need some food in you too."Harry hummed as Draco held a piece of apple to his lips. He took a hesitant bite, then another, relishing the sweetness."I cleaned you earlier when you were still asleep." Draco hand-fed him more grapes. Harry hummed and mumbled, "Thank you."Draco smiled and pecked his lips, "love you."'
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