47 and drarry duh
Harry curled up in a ball on the sofa, watching with an odd mix of amusement and admiration as Draco fussed with his hair and tugged at his sleeves in the mirror in the walkway. It was an endless routine. There was always a hair out of place or a wrinkle to be smoothed. Harry waited patiently to hear the unsatisfied huff that came with Draco’s surrender, followed by a once-over of his arse as he walked away from the mirror and finally announced to Harry that he was ready to leave.
Today was not one of those days. Draco loomed near the mirror for far too long, leaning in close as if to challenge himself to a staring contest. He put his hands on his cheeks, pulled back as if to try and give himself a facelift, and sighed dejectedly before Harry finally rolled off the couch to see what was the matter.
“Babe, we’re meeting ‘Mione and Ron for dinner in five and we’re gonna be - hey, are your nails painted?” Harry grabbed Draco’s hand for closer inspection, and a blush bled from Draco’s nose, up to his forehead, and down below the collar of his shirt before he yanked his hand away.
“It’s nothing. I was just trying something, and it’s stupid and it looks dumb and-”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“It was just… It was under the cabinet, I think Luna left it here when she was house-sitting, and it looked new and different so I thought I’d try it, but obviously you don’t like it, and I’m a guy and it looks-”
“Oh my god, will you shut the fuck up for five seconds?” Harry groaned. He grabbed both of Draco’s hands, despite his protests, and kissed them. Draco blushed even harder, if possible. “I think,” Harry muttered, looking up to meet Draco’s doubt-filled eyes, “that if any person can pull off bright purple nail polish with an Armani suit, it’s my boyfriend.” He dropped Draco’s hands and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close. Draco grinned and planted a kiss firmly on Harry’s forehead.
“Shall we go, then?” Draco murmured into Harry’s hair.
“Are you finally ready?”
Draco chuckled and looked over at them both in the mirror. He let out a huff. It was filled with a bit more satisfaction this time. “I think so.”