My friend @astoldbybetty told me about this dream she had last night and I had to write a blurb 🤣
Warnings: making out, flirting (basically just Harrison being cheeky, cause I feel like if he likes you he’d be a cheeky shit about it 😂), getting caught by friends, suggestive ending.
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You’d known Harrison forever, he was your best friend and you knew him better than anyone else. You knew damn well that he’d only flirt with someone if he really truly liked them.
And he flirted with you a lot.
You’d had feelings for him for a while now, so naturally you just basked in the attention. You two never needed to tell each other out loud that you had feelings, you just kind of knew.
Despite that, he asked you out on a date. It was a big secret you kept from your friends, but it eventually became harder to hide once you two started getting freakishly closer and going on more dates.
Even though they had their suspicions and teased you relentlessly, you ended up going on a trip with your friends. They all knew damn well there was something going on between you two. And yet, they never gave you two an ounce of private time together.
But one evening that changed.
You were playing cards with your friends at the table when Harrison walked in. You asked him to join you, but he said he couldn’t cause he was going out, but he’d be back later.
Rarely did he ever just leave to go someplace alone. He always invited you along. This left you feeling suspicious and curious.
You excused yourself from the table to follow him. If he really was doing something private you’d turn around and head back to the house, give him his space.
You eventually found him on the balcony porch, laying on a lounge chair on his phone. You climbed the stairs and laid on the chair next to him.
“Thought you were going somewhere?” You asked raising an eyebrow.
“No, I only said that cause I knew you’d try to tag along” he said chuckling “I was trying to get you alone”
You blushed and smiled “you succeeded”
He sat up and got off his chair, hovering above you in yours. He pressed his lips to yours gently and your stomach filled with butterflies. Sure, you’d kissed him before, but it always made you feel like you were floating.
The kiss deepened and he pressed his body against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he nipped at your bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue.
A slight whimper left your mouth as you wrapped your leg around his hip, opening your mouth slightly to invite him in further.
The kiss continued until you were full-on making out under the porch light.
But the fun didn’t last long.
“Oh my god, I knew it!”
You heard someone squeal from the patio down below, causing both of you to pull away.
“I knew you two were in a situation-ship or whatever” you heard your friend Maggie say as everyone else filtered outside.
“Fucking finally!” You heard a few other friends say as you blushed bright red, mortified that the two of you got caught.
Harrison chuckled despite being embarrassed too and kissed your pink cheeks “they were gonna find out eventually” he said softly so only you could hear.
“Kinda wish they hadn’t interrupted though, I was having fun” you said biting your lip as you tan your fingers through his Sandy blonde curls.
“We don’t have to stop” he said smirking.
“I don’t want them to see” you said giggling
“Meet me in my room in 5 minutes?” He asked, his mischievous smirk getting more cheeky.
“See you then” you said biting your lip as he walked down the steps of the porch and back to the main house.
This was going to be the longest five minutes of your life.
I’m so sorry for the lack of stories lately, I’ve had such bad writers block lately. I have stories in my drafts still, so hopefully writing this little blurb will fuel some inspiration to finish them!
Could you plz write something about dad!harrison dealing with his toddler’s tantrums/terrible twos.
I changed this just a lil but it's still similar
There was nothing better than watching Haz be a dad. He was the best with your little girl. Even when she, herself, was a nightmare. Jane looked just like her daddy, and of course you'd joked about her having his attitude too, but it wasn't necessarily true. Like today.
You had announced to Harrison that you were pregnant with his second child, and before you announced it to Jane, he wanted to be able to tell her if she was getting a little sister or a little brother. It turned out your new baby was a boy, much to Harrison's surprise considering the similarities in your first and second pregnancy. But regardless, he was excited to tell your baby girl. And the result was less than perfect.
His announcement came from you, and was you telling her she was getting a baby brother from mommy's tummy soon, and almost the second you told her they were a boy, she'd burst in tears and she was sobbing and screaming, her face bright red.
Harrison had grabbed her and cradled her in his arms, her head tucked into her shoulder. He pouts at you,
"She's really upset." He murmurs. You smile,
"She'll get over it." He scoffs,
"She will, I won't." He tells you. You giggle,
"I'm sure you won't." He sighs, sitting her on the couch,
"Jane darling… you are going to have so much fun either your baby brother. You having a little sister won't change anything. You can be just as mean to a little boy." He reasons. She heaves as she continues to cry. You can tell by the look in Harrison's eyes that it's killing him. You move in, stroking her hair down,
"Jane…" You wait until her eyes meet yours, "you like Mr. Shadow right?" You reference her stuffed bear from Harrison's mom. She nods, wiping her red rimmed eyes. You hum,
"And you love having tea parties with him huh?" You pose. She nods again. You smile,
"Well… the bigger the party, the more extravagant you have to get which means cake and ice cream at your tea parties." You tell her. Harrison looks between you, watching Jane light up at the mention of a few of her favorite things. You press a hand to your belly,
"Your baby brother is gonna have his own friends like Mr. Shadow and I just know that's he's going to want to join yours and Mr. Shadow's tea parties and he'll help you get that cake and ice cream." You bribe. Harrison's heart lightens at the look in Jane's eyes, his hand reaching out to smooth her hair down. He leans in and kisses her cheek,
"You're gonna be such a good big sister huh J?" He poses. She nods, glancing up at him, "to a baby brother huh?" He adds, testing the waters. She gives a sniffle, but she nods again, staring up at him,
"Yeah." He smiles,
"That's my good girl. Think there's still some of Uncle Tom's red velvet cake left in the fridge, you wanna check?" He asks her. She nods, eyes lighting up again, throwing herself into his arms. He smiles, kissing her temple. You stand along with him, following him into the kitchen. After he fetches the leftover birthday cake Tom had insisted you take home for your little girl and a fork, he turns to you,
"How bout…" He takes your hand, "We stop at two. If I have to pick up the pieces again after she has a breakdown over another baby brother, I'll have to commit myself to a psych ward." You giggle as he corners you against the counter. Reaching up to stroke his cheek, you lean in and kiss him,
"You're the one insistent on a second baby. Wasn't my idea to get pregnant again." He smiles, leaning in to kiss you again, a little more soundly this time, humming,
"I know but… maybe not a third." He murmurs. You nod,
"Keep it in your pants then Osterfield." You squeal as he smacks your bottom before he's fishing two more forks from the drawer,
"Let's see how much baby boy likes cake before his big sister's tea parties." He murmurs, handing one to you and twirling one between his fingers. He watches you chew for a moment, wondering how he got so lucky with two of the most gorgeous girls on earth and a little boy on the way.
Can you please do one where reader is really innocent 😇 and Harry and his brothers love to tease her🤍
Thanks
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That’s what she said || holland and co.
Word count: 803
pairing: holland&co. x reader
warning: sex jokes
N/A: it was so funny to write it ! I picture that's totally the kind of thing they do with friends. They're to cocky to not saying those kind of jokes. I really hope you
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The end credits scrolled across the TV screen as you heaved a sigh of relief. Harry turned his head towards you, scrutinizing you. It was movie night with the boys and it was Harry's turn to choose the first movie. Without even asking you what you thought, you spoke.
"Why did it take so long?"
Tom, sitting on the other end of the couch, the smirk he gave you was no good. It was way too tempting, and he knew he was going to make people laugh. You were the perfect target for this kind of joke because you were too innocent to understand but also because you always said this kind of thing.
"That's what she said"
Harry started to laugh as you frowned. You didn't quite understand. He kissed you on the top of your head, shaking his head while looking at Tom, amused. The joke seemed private and you didn't notice, still a little bothered not to be included.
The next movie was about to start and you decided that some nachos would be a good idea. You walked over to the kitchen and grabbed the jar of cheese sauce; Harrison had followed you to help with the snacks. You try unsuccessfully to open the jar by reflexing.
"It's so hard."
Harrison burst out laughing before looking at you, the same smile Tom had given you a few minutes earlier. There you were, frowning again, the jar of cheese sauce held out towards Harrison. Why was he laughing? What was funny about you not being able to open a jar?
"That's what she said."
Tom and Harry joined in Harrison's laughter and you couldn't understand, still oblivious to the joke. You frowned and crossed your arms as Harrison opened the jar of sauce. But you weren't in the mood anymore. Later that night, Harry explained the principle of the "That's what she said" joke to you. Your cheeks heated at the realization that this was a sex joke.
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But your boyfriend quickly realized that this kind of joke could backfire on him. You were at the bar with most of your friends. You had just obtained your first indefinite contract job and you had decided to celebrate it, surrounded by your loved ones.
You had been to the bar to bring the drinks. You were a big girl and didn't need a man to carry a few mugs of beer. When you came back, you hit the mugs a little too hard on the table, spilling a little on your t-shirt.
"Oh no, I got it all over me."
“Title of your sextape” Sam said with a smirk.
You rolled your eyes, your cheeks flushed because this time you got it. You might have been innocent, but hanging out with the boys had forced you to be a little naughtier. A voice was heard behind you, making you jump.
"Don't tell me you started bothering her without me"
Your eyes widened and you turned to see Tom standing behind you, his arms outstretched to offer his hug. You rushed into his arms, happy to see your friend.
“Tom! I can’t believe you came”
“That’s what she said” Tuwaine shouted
Tom and the rest of the table burst out laughing. All except your boyfriend. Harry has never turned his head so quickly to glare at someone. If his eyes could kill, Tuwaine would most certainly be on the ground by now.
“No, No..No. This time, not funny.” Harry claimed, annoyed.
He pulled you out of his brother's embrace so that you landed in his arms overprotectively. Harrison smirked deciding the teasing would turn to Harry. After all, he was the one who originally started the joke one evening, noticing that you were completely oblivious to the double-meaning words coming out of your mouth.
“Booo, Baby Baz is jealous”
“Yeah, not funny. She’s my girlfriend and he’s my brother, that’s gross.”
Your cheeks were hot with the jealousy of your boyfriend. You had to admit it was fun. You smiled a kiss on Harry's cheek. On the other hand, you were pretty happy that Tuwaine made this joke, because your boyfriend was now caught up in his own game. You ran your hand through his auburn curls, smiling lovingly.
"The joke is a lot less funny when it's on you, isn't it?" you asked with a smirk
"Hey ... I'm in love with you, you're mine."
"I'm in love with you too, silly"
You put a kiss on his lips. No matter if you were too innocent and didn't understand all the jokes, now you knew that you were no longer the only victim of the dirty jokes from your group of friends. And you were definitely going to ask the boys for advice on annoying your boyfriend beyond reason.
an: hello!!! first work in a while!! hope you enjoy loves! [homecoming timeline ;p] (angsty af)
requested: no!
pairing: tom holland x ex!bestfriend!female!reader
read pt 2 here!
“Y/N when are you coming back home? We’re having guests over for dinner.” Your mom asked, “After my classes Mum. My last one wraps up around 4pm.” You said, “Who’s coming over for dinner?” You asked placing your backpack on the table, “One, how many times do I have to tell you. No bags on the table!” She asked moving your bag onto a chair, “And it’s the Hollands. Their boys are all back in town. Nikki and I thought it would be a great time for our families to reunite.”
You looked at your mom wide-eyed, “Wait, you’re being serious?” She hummed in response, “So I’m expecting you home around 5pm. Dinner will be ready then.” She smiled, “Mum, I’m not coming home and sitting through and awkward dinner with the Hollands. I’ll be tucked away in my room.” You said grabbing your bag and heading towards the door, “I’m going straight to my room as soon as I get home.” You said, “I’ll see you later Mum!”
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The thought of eating dinner with the Hollands’ was a never-ending nightmare. You just wanted for today to be a normal day and for dinner to go by quick. After a long day of classes and commuting, you were finally home. You spotted two familiar cars your drive-way and sighed, “You can do this Y/N/N. It’s one stupid dinner. It’ll be over soon.” After a quick pep talk; you finally built the courage of walking into your own home. As dumb as that may sound, you weren’t ready to face your past.
The door shut softly and was immediately engulfed into a tight hug, “Uh hi!” You said unable to make out who was hugging you, “Hi Y/N! We’ve missed you so much!” The voice said. Harry. “Harry! I’ve missed you too!” You giggled, “How have you been? Where’s Sam and Paddy?” You asked letting go of Harry, “In the living room.” He said grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the room, “Y/N/N’s here!” He shouted.
You looked around the room and saw a smiling Holland family and your sister, “Hi everyone!” You said walking over to hug Nikki and Dom, “We’ve missed you Y/N. The house got rather lonely after you stopped visiting.” Nikki said, “Oh, I got really busy with school. I’m almost done and just wanted to focus even more to get it out of the way.” You smiled, “I promise to be around more. I'm really sorry I never called.” You sighed looking over at Sam and Paddy, “Hey guys! Missed you both.” You said walking over and giving them their respective hugs. “Don’t worry darling. We know you’ve been busy.” Dom said giving you a small smile.
“Where’d all the time go? You’re so big! You were only 19 when we last saw you. You’ve grown to be such a lovely young lady.” Nikki said bringing you into another hug. “We’ve heard of all the accomplishments you’ve done. With the gymnastics team and school.” Dom said, “We’re very proud of you.” He said giving you yet another small smile.
“Mum. Mrs. L/N said that dinner was done.”
You froze choosing to not believe who you just heard, “I’m going upstairs to wash up. I’ll be down in a bit.” You said looking down at the floor and heading straight to your room, “Hey Y/N.” Tom said. You looked up and looked at him for a brief second. Not a thing has changed, same mop of brown curls, same uneven eyebrow and same smile. You smiled back, “Hi Tom, glad to see you're back as well.” You said continuing your walk back to your room.
As soon as you entered your room you felt the need to scream but was afraid that they’d be able to hear you. You couldn’t believe he was back much less believe he even addressed you after two years of no contact. A soft knock and the door cracking open brought you out of your thoughts, “Y/N are you okay?” Your sister asked, “I think I'm going to die.” You breathed out sitting at the edge of your bed, “That bad huh? I was shocked when your name came out of his mouth.” She said taking a seat next to you, “That makes two of us. Uh I came up to tell you that Harrison and Charlotte just got here as well. So I guess be prepared for the unexpected?” She said rubbing your lower back in circles, “Will you send Haz up here? Let mom know I’ll go down in a bit.” She nodded and left back downstairs.
“Y/N what’s going o-,” You cut Harrison, “I’m literally going to freak the fuck out. Am I supposed to act normal around him like he didn’t cut me off two years ago.” You said, “Just act normal you’re going to be fin-”
“Hey, I don't mean to interrupt anything that's going on here. Your mum said to head down for dinner.” Tom said, “Uh thanks. We’ll go down in a bit.” Harrison said looking over at you, “Are you guys like a thing caus-” You cut him off, “That’s disgusting that you’d even think that, Tom.” You said rolling your eyes, “Mate, shut up.” Harrison said, “It looks like it. You’re up in her room while we’re all downstairs”
“Tom shut up.” You said rolling your eyes walking past him. “I’ll be downstairs.” Tom grabbed your wrist in a swift movement, “Can we not act like this during the dinner?” He asked, “Like what?” You asked pulling your wrist away from him, “Like this. Like you hate me and I don’t get it.” He said.
You laughed and look over to Harrison, “Is he being serious right now?” You asked, “Mate, she does hate you.” Harrison said, “You ignored her for two years. I think she deserves to hate you.” He laughed, “Really? Just cause I didn’t keep in touch? You’re acting like a kid.” He said rolling his eyes at you, “Piss off Tom, Let’s go Haz.” You said walking over to the door, “And for your information you're the reason this relationship is dead.”
You and Tom have always had feelings for each other but never acted on them. The two of you share a moment and almost have your first kiss together when Harrison walks in, but that doesn’t stop Tom from getting the girl of his dreams.
Warnings: like two curse words, fluff.
A/N: This is probably one of my favourite blurbs I have ever written.
“Wait, there’s popcorn in your hair” Tom laughs making you giggle. He leans over to reach his hand and remove it, the distance between your faces almost nonexistent as you could feel his breath fanning your face. To balance himself, he places his free hand on your upper thigh, making goosebumps spread across your body. You look up and when Tom removed it he says “Done” looking down so his eyes meet yours.
His hand in your hair rests on your neck, his thumb on your cheek. “Th-thanks” you stutter out as a low whisper, as Tom’s face is practically less than 5 centimeters away from yours.
He clears his throat and mumbles, “Yeah, yeah- of course”. You keep the intense eye contact as the sexual tension builds and builds up. You tilt your head even more to be closer to his as his thumb slowly caresses your cheek.
Tom licks his lips as his eyes leave yours to ponder your lips then making eye contact again. You felt your heart skip a beat when he did that, not being able to help yourself and doing the same. Tom smirks when he sees you stare at his lips, moving his face a bit closer so your noses bump against each other.
“Tommy” you breathe out against his face, almost a silent plead to ask him to please stop teasing. “I know” Tom mumbles, his hand on your thigh grips it tightly. The hand on your cheek tilting your head to the side. You almost do a double take when Tom leans in.
You feel his lips brush against yours and as he was about to connect them, the door bursts open. You let out a shriek and turn immediately to look at the door. Harrison stands there about to rant before he looks up and sees that he interrupted something.
“Guys, for dinner would you like chicken or- Oh, my bad, I just really need to know before I leave you guys to finish whatever this is if you want chicken parmesan or-”. He seemed so unfazed for someone who just walked in on his two best friends making out but everyone knew it was bound to happen. It didn’t take a genius to see the way you and Tom felt about each other.
Tom notices you’re beginning to pull away and engaging in the conversation. He huffs before moving the hand on your cheek to grab your chin and forcefully turn you to face him, smashing his lips against yours, not giving you the chance to take in what was happening.
You’re taken aback as your body freezes before you melt into the kiss, your hands on both sides of his neck as he moves his lips so smoothly against yours.
“Uh- guys- um, I’m still here...” Harrison stutters before Tom moves his hand that was on your thigh to your waist, pulling you onto his lap in one swift motion while your lips continued their assault on each other.
Your hands move up to Tom’s cheeks to slowly pull him away from eagerly devouring your lips in the kiss to catch your breath, resting your head on his forehead. You pant as Tom impatiently moves his head down to your neck to leave a trail of kisses from your jaw to your lower neck, making you let out a small moan.
“Guys!” Harrison yells and you let out between your sighs of enjoyment, Tom not giving you a second to relax and collect yourself, “We’re- mm, we’re a bit busy- Oh, right now H-Haz”. You gasp as Tom lightly sinks his teeth into your neck, hand moving to tug on his hair making him groan into your neck.
“Gross” Harrison let’s out before leaving. Once he does, you interrupt Tom’s assault on your neck, which was challenging as it felt too good and he wouldn’t pull away. You connect your lips once again but this time it’s slow and more passionate than the last, you tug on his hair once more making him moan into your lips, the vibrations making you reciprocate a moan as well.
Once you both pull away, you keep your lips brushing over each other. You open your eyes to find Tom already looking at yours. “That was so embarrassing Tom, Harrison was right there” you whine but not really complaining since you enjoyed it. “I don’t care I wasn’t about to pussy out of kissing you like all the other times, and it definitely wasn’t going to be because of that div”.
You blush and look down, before Tom lowers his head to meet your eyes once again. “I don’t know why you’re so shy love, I should be allowed to kiss my girl whenever I feel like it”. “Your girl” you mumble shyly, your cheeks bright red as your play with his hair that was tangled between your fingers.
“Yeah, ‘s the truth isn’t it? Think I can call you that now, right?” he reassures you. You gaze into his eyes, “Finally, yes, please, call me anything- whatever you want, just kiss me to make up for all the times we were too scared to, Tommy- please” you needily beg him. Tom caresses your cheek to calm you down, “Forget about the past darling, we took our time but here we are now right? All that matters to me is that I’m right here with you, that’s all I could ever ask for”.
You nod and Tom looks at you adoringly, before leaning in to slowly capture your lips in a soft yet deep kiss. You release the kiss and let out a breath, resting your chest on his and hiding your head in the crook of his neck. He runs his hand through your hair as you both enjoy this moment. After months of longing looks and hidden feelings, you finally were together, and that really was all Tom wanted.
pairing: harrison osterfield x reader
word count: 2.2k
requested: yes/no. by @gpiggy98 : "Can I have one with Harrison we’re we are best friends but I secretly like him, only Tom knows about my crush. So when I’m over hanging out with everyone playing video games, Harrison teaches me how to use the controller when I turn bright red and Tom points it out and I get embarrassed and run off Harrison chases after me and he ask what’s up when I confess my feelings and it’s all teasingly cute and we have a moment and kiss:)" you're always giving me the best prompts, bestie. this basically wrote itself.
warnings: angst, fluff, language, i gave up on the narration at the end sorry. i think that's it. english is not my first language so i'm sorry for any mistakes. also, this is not proofread!
a/n: y'all i'm on fire this week. i have two requests that i am so excited to write, hopefully they'll be out next week! as you can see i am a sucker for the 'two idiots in love, and the one friend that brings them together' trope. really hope you like this. my askbox is always open.
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(he's so pretty it should be illegal)
having feelings for your best friend is... weird. you've known each other your entire lives, you know all his pet peeves, how he drinks his tea, all his favorite songs, his dreams and aspirations. you've been there for every crush, every relationship, every heartbreak. a lot of things have changed from when you first met haz on the playground when you were six, everything but the friendship you two had.
your tiny group of two eventually grew to three when he met tom at school. as teenagers, you knew tom was a good one when he didn't try to come in between your friendship with harrison. which was only proven right as he was the only one to notice when your feelings for your best friend shifted to something more than platonic and never said a word to anyone else. tom offered you comfort when you explained how everything changed for you when you realized what you felt was a different type of love for your friend.
when lockdown first started, it was a no-brainer that you were to move in with them. you would already spend so much time there that you started to wonder why you kept paying rent for your tiny shoebox of a flat. the spare guest bedroom soon became “(y/n)’s room” to the boys, they always made sure to keep your favorite snacks, hygiene products and a pink mug with the first letter of your name on it.
sharing a house with five twenty-something-year-olds was an interesting experience. there never was a quiet moment, not even when they were sleeping because, a) one of them was always awake at night, playing video games online, live streaming, or watching a movie, and b) they snored. loudly. all of them. but it wasn’t anything a pair of earbuds or a small speaker couldn’t fix.
you were so grateful to share so much time with them. you’d run lines with tom, sam would teach you how to properly cut up vegetables, harry would use you as his model to test whatever new lenses he bought for his cameras. and you’d game with harrison and tuwaine, this last activity you dreaded with your entire heart. you were never good at video games, growing up, your parents never bought you a gaming console of your own. your only opportunity was when you’d visit your cousins upstate and you’d play with them. but even then, you’d get so frustrated at losing all the time you’d give up after a few minutes.
one day tuwaine joined the holland boys at their parents’ house for the weekend to celebrate dom’s birthday. of course, you and harrison had been invited, and even though you knew you were completely safe, you still didn’t want to risk getting them sick. you’d never forgive yourself for it. that left you all alone with harrison. you’d spend the morning watching movies, laying on the couch with your legs tangled together between you, occasionally nudging each other with your feet. a blanket thrown over you two as it was too cold to function without the proper warmth. eventually he convinced you to play the new call of duty game that had been delivered earlier that day, you could see the excitement shining bright in his eyes. so there was no other option for you but to accept.
“yes! you, peach, are the best!” he said, kissing your cheek as he ran to set up the game. you just turned your head, hoping he wouldn’t notice your red chest and face. he’d call you peach ever since you confessed you’d never played mario kart and chose to play as princess peach. to say he’d been baffled was an understatement, he simply couldn’t fathom how someone could grow up without such an important part of his own childhood. the reason you two never played together growing up was because your favorite activities were always outdoorsy. riding bikes, climbing trees, anything.
he explained the basics of the games and what all the buttons on the controller did, you just stared at him with confusion written all over your face. the blanket was on the floor, forgotten there when he stood up to turn on the game, you were growing colder by the second, but all your concentration was on the game. the first few rounds were a mess. you’d gotten killed just three seconds after it started.
“haz, i can’t!” you groaned, throwing your head back against the cushions. he chuckled, pausing the game.
“c’mere peach,, we’ll play together.” he said, making grabby hands at you, he opened his thighs, inviting you to sit between them. you hesitated for a second, letting out the breath that you were holding in. “here, you put your hands on top of mine, so you get used to all the vibrations of the controller, and i’ll walk you through it.” he explained as he grabbed your hand, pulling you closer to him. “bloody hell, peach, you’re freezing. why didn’t you say something?” he said as he pushed your back against his front, leaning down to pick up the blanket, securing it around you two. a sudden wave of heat hit you, and not just because of the soft fabric on top of you. his chest was the warmest thing you’d ever felt, firm enough to rest your head against.
no. stop. he was doing this out of the goodness of his heart, you couldn’t abuse the trust he had on you because of your crush on him. he pushed your shoulder back, his arms around you as he took the controller from you.
“there, are you warm now?” he asked, his hot breath hitting your ear. you shivered and whilst you prayed he hadn’t noticed, it was practically impossible with your bodies huddled together. “shit, do you want me to change the heating?” he offered and you turned your head, your noses almost bumping together. you flinched back quickly.
“n-no, that’s fine. i’ll warm up in a minute,” you gave him a tight-lipped smile. he nodded, and you could’ve sworn his eyes flew down to your lips. did you have something on your teeth? your thoughts stopped as you felt his hands running up and down your arms. “thanks,” you muttered, looking back at the screen for some distraction. “shall we play?” you asked, and you didn’t dare to look back at him. counting to ten in your head, in hopes to get your heartbeat under control.
“sure, put your hands on mine,” he said, leaning back on the arm of the couch, taking you down with him. and you gave yourself one second. one second to imagine what it would be like to do this every day. this... it was an innocent act, friends helped each other when the other was cold, that’s what this was. right?
as the minutes passed, the more confident you got. you felt yourself relaxing under his touch, losing yourself on the action going on in the game. the same thing must’ve happened for harrison, for neither of you heard a car parking outside, or the door opening behind you.
tom had forgotten his dad’s birthday present. he’d make up a lame excuse about how you had an emergency with the alarm so he could leave without raising suspicions. what he didn’t expect to see was you two, cuddled up on the couch as if your lives depended on it. he let out a long sigh.
“finally! i was so done keeping your secrets from each other!” he exclaimed, walking to where you laid with your head resting on harrison’s shoulder.
“what?” haz asked, looking at his friend with a murderous look on his face.
“didn’t you-” he began, pointing at the blonde. “didn’t you-” he pointed at you. you just prayed the world would open up and swallow you whole. you threw the blanket off of you and stood up, backing up until you were at running distance of your room.
“what are you talking about? what secret?” harrison looked from you to his brunette friend.
“i’m just here to pick up something. i’ll be out of your way in one second. bye.” tom spoke hurriedly as he rushed to his room.
“thomas!” haz called. your eyes widened as tom looked at you with a regretful look on his face when he came out of his room with a small box in his hands.
“no, tom-” you began, but tom ran and opened the door to leave.
“haz, (y/n) is in love with you. (y/n), harrison is in love with you, too. i want to be godfather of all six of your children. bye!” he slammed the door shut, getting in his car and leaving in the span of five seconds.
you stared at each other in silence, your breathing had stopped and your heart was beating rapidly. you felt tingles on the back of your neck, a sign that your anxiety was starting. you swallowed the lump in your throat, tapping your finger against your leg, over and over again.
“is… is it true?” you asked, taking a step back.
“you like me?” he whispered, his sock-clad feet leading him to you.
“do you?” you retorted, feeling your back hit the cold wall. your head dizzy.
“i asked first,” he said as he stood in front of you.
“technically, i did.” you raised an eyebrow, feeling brave.
“technically, you haven’t answered my question,” he lifted a hand to push back a strand of hair that fell on your face. his fingers went to your chin, raising your head until you were face to face.
“neither have you,” you put a hand on his chest, pushing him back a little. he resisted, though, letting your feel the hard muscles of his chest.
“i’ll answer if you do,” his other hand wrapped around your back, pulling you against his body. you scoffed.
“coward,” you wrapped an arm around his shoulder, fingers playing with his hair. he looked at you with shock on his face. you lifted an eyebrow, a smirk on your lips.
“is a coward the reason your heart is beating so fast?” his hand on your face was now wrapped around your neck, where he could easily feel your pulsing point.
“wouldn’t you like to know.” you said. looking up at him through long lashes.
“we have to do something about this frantic heart of yours, it’s not safe for it to be beating this quickly.”
“oh, so you’re a doctor now?”
“i know a thing or two.”
“like what?”
“i know that the first step is to identify the cause of the problem.”
“and how are we going to do that?”
“like this,” he whispered as his lips met yours in a deep, slow embrace. you immediately melted under his touch, letting yourself enjoy the moment. his thumb was rubbing small circles on your neck. “just what i thought,” he whispered when you finally pulled away to breathe. you bit your lip, relishing the feeling of his lips on yours.
“what’s your diagnosis, doc?” you opened your eyes to find his crystal clear eyes piercing through you.
“you just need a little loving. i’ll write you a prescription. kisses and cuddles 24/7. you tell that boyfriend of yours it’s doctor’s orders.” your breathing stopped. his hand on your neck holding your face again.
“i’m afraid i don’t have a boyfriend, doc. although, there is this one guy i quite fancy. tall, dark and beautiful. but i don’t think he likes me back.”
“then it’s his loss. i volunteer if you need someone to take his place.”
“thanks, but i’m quite fixated on this blonde guy, have for a long, long time.” you grip his hair, kissing him quickly.
“really? how long?” he asked.
“since we were sixteen. can you believe it?” you confessed, feeling his hand gripping your waist.
“well, you didn’t hear this from me. but a little birdy told me, he’s liked you since the first time your met on the playground. used to talk to his mom about how he was going to marry her, have two kids and live in a pretty house just like his parents.” you looked at him with wide eyes, his own held so much that you were sure you could drown in them.
“is… is that true?” you asked, dropping the act. he nodded immediately.
“used to draw us together holding hands, standing in front of our future home with five dogs around us.”
“that sounds like a nice future,” you admit, heart soaring.
“it does. it can be ours.”
“our future?” he kissed you when the words left your lips.
“yours, mine, ours.” he leaned his forehead against yours, noses touching.
“ours. i like the sound of that,” your heart stopped when he smiled, showing his rows of perfect white teeth.
“i think your heart does, too.” you hummed. pressing your ear against his chest. you smiled as you heard his frantic heartbeat.
“yours is a little too fast, are you okay?” you pressed a hand against his forehead, pretending to check his temperature. he took your hand in his, lacing your fingers between his.
“with you by my side, peach, i’ve never been better.”
