Why Was Draco Crying In The Bathroom Novels & Stories

I sobbed, tears spilling hot and fast down my cheeks, the metal of the gun freezing against my burning skin. "If they want you," Draco continued, his voice dropping to a hypnotic, terrifying purr as he traced the cold steel down the hollow of my throat, pressing just hard enough to make me gasp, "they're going to have to cut you out of my cold, dead hands. Because nobody takes my property. Nobody. I wouldn't even mind if they walk right that door with you on the table while I fuck the hell of you." Before I could draw another breath, before I could scream, the distant, muffled sound of a shattering window echoed from the hallway below. The war had arrived at our doorstep.

On the day of the Dragon Bloodline Awakening at the Magic Academy, I became the laughingstock of the entire school. Lucia, the most popular girl in our year, awakened the rare Phantom Dragon, while my boyfriend, Miles, resonated with the noble Frost Dragon. As for me? My entire skin was covered in a thick layer of brown mud. I looked like a stray beggar. Pictures of my disastrous awakening were pinned to the top of the academy’s forum. The comment section was howling. "Covered in mud... definitely the lowest-tier Swamp Dragon!" "Oh my god, a Swamp Dragon Knight? Might as well be a normal person!" "Can she please wear a mask from now on? Just looking at her makes me want to throw up my dinner

Draco is a devil but this is not his fault. 'Yeah, it is not his fault that your mate cheated and robbed your nose in it. You thought you knew him but it's a pity that you never did.' 'Yeah, I never did... God, how could my life take such a sudden nosedive!?...' I don't know for how long I sat there on the floor arguing back and forth within myself. I come to when I feel wetness at the back of my hand and realize I've been crying. "Dammit! What is the matter with you, Ash!? What is the matter with you!? Why are you crying?" I say out loud and hastily clean my eyes.

My tears started flowing, I couldn't ' that's it. I also want to hate him now. I've had enough of him. I didn't hear anything from what Draco said. I just saw him leading the unconscious Hace. I stood up trembling to go to my room. I quickly locked the door when I got in. I lay down and covered myself with a blanket. Crying . The pain, the man who promised me that he would never hurt me. I want to die now. I heard someone knock but I didn't answer, I just let the person outside. I just feel the lump bed behind me, and someone spoke.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Luna asked softly, gazing into Draco’s eyes. Draco brushed his nose against hers. “Because you’re the only one I want. I don’t need anyone else. I only want you. You’re more than enough for me.” *** After dinner, Luna suddenly rushed to the bathroom and threw up everything she’d eaten. Her head spun with dizziness. She turned on the faucet and rinsed her mouth with clean water. “Luna? Are you okay?” Draco asked, worried. Luna gave Draco a weak smile. “I’m fine. I’m just tired, that’s all. Don’t worry about me.”

I turned sharply. “Maybe,” I said. “Maybe that might happen but right now, I’m the only one he wants.” She smiled again. “Not for long, Scarlett. Not for long.” *** I held my tears in until I returned to Draco’s bedchamber. It was only after I had closed the doors and secured the latches with my back pressed to the wall that the first sob escaped. I slid down until I was curled on the cold floor, biting my lip so no one could hear the sobs that ripped through my very being.

"Why did this happen? I don't understand." Tears cascaded down my cheeks like a relentless waterfall, mingling with the rain-soaked fabric of my dress. Desperation etched deep lines upon my face as I pleaded with Draco, my voice trembling with anguish. "Draco, please! You have to help me save my baby!" I implored, my cries echoing through the chamber. "I can't bear the thought of losing my child. Please, there must be something you can do!" Draco's face twisted with conflicting emotions, torn between his desire to help and the knowledge of the risks involved. He gently clasped my trembling hands, his touch a mixture of comfort and anxiety. His voice, laced with concern, wavered as he respond

He couldn't complete his sentence before I pushed him away, throwing up all I ate into the water. "What's wrong with you?" He asked, cupping my flushed face which looked so small in his hands. He stared at my face intently. "Are you okay?" He repeated his question. I couldn't open my mouth to answer him as he asked me those questions as I was feeling nauseous. The nausea I felt was stronger than I have ever experienced that I threw up a second time. Without thinking twice, Draco drained the water in the bath tub, turned the shower on and rinsed my body tenderly before carrying me out of the bathroom –all naked.

He ordered, though his voice was calm, there was this intensity in it that made me propelled myself forward. His eyes darkened with satisfaction as I approached. "That's it, good girl," he murmured, reaching out to pull me closer. I stood there, trembling, as he traced his fingers lightly over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "Draco... I... I didn't know you were in the bathroom." I mumbled, trying to sound bold. "Of course I am baby, this is my house and I can be anywhere at any time. How was school today? Did you miss me?" He asked and I looked at him, wondering why he was so caring.