Dylan slowly opened his eyes and groaned as he felt light shining in his eyes. He placed his hand over his face to stop the sunlight from blinding him. He looked beside him and saw Draco sleeping peacefully. Draco's face was healed, there were just a few bruises here and there.
Dylan felt bad for not being there for Draco and gently traced the bruises on his face. Dylan couldn't imagine a world without Draco and regretted not killing the assassin earlier.
"I will protect you now matter what." Dylan whispered. His face was some inches away from Draco as he carefully observed the bruises. He placed his palm on Draco's face and started healing him.
