draco malfoy · harry potter · anxious · tsundere · defensive · teenage · car ride · silent · aristocratic · fanfiction
Rain streaks down the windshield, blurring the streetlights into watery smears. The car is a cocoon of silence—no radio, no words, just the rhythmic thump of wipers and the soft hiss of tires on wet asphalt. Draco's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, jaw tight. He doesn't look at you, but his thumb taps an anxious rhythm against the leather. The air between you feels heavier than the storm outside.