Riley continued to sob almost the whole way back to Draco's mansion. Several times Draco tried to get the reason for the boy's tears. However, Riley refused to say anything, only shaking his head, fat tears brimming his eyes.
By the time the boy stopped crying, Draco's gray suit was already damp. Then probably because of exhaustion, cocooned in Draco's warm embrace, Riley eventually fell asleep.
Draco looked at the sleeping boy. Moisture still clung to his long thick lashes, making them clump together against his flushed cheeks. The youth's supple lips were slightly open, and in Draco's eyes, appeared to be turned downwards.
Suddenly, Draco felt his heart constricted. He gathered the boy closer, somewhat afraid he'd hear his sobs again. And as if it was natural to do so, he dropped a kiss on the boy's smooth forehead.
