Duplicate
It’s uncanny how similar Harry and bub are. From their mannerism down to their looks. People often tease Harry on how he cloned himself but didn’t get the age right.
Bub had his thick, dark brown, curly hair and his jade green eyes. He got his father’s dimples and smile.
But bub also had the habit of plucking his lower lip when he is thinking, running his hands through his hair when he got flustered, and Harry’s terrible sense of humor.
And as he grew, the similarities grew. He started to walk like Harry, stand like Harry, and started to talk like Harry (or at least tried to).
And Harry, Harry thrived off the energy bub projected. And Bub thrived off of Harry’s.
Eventually, Harry started to dress his son up to match his outfit daily. And then started to call bub his duplicate. And when Harry would have bub try on new outfits, his first question would always be, “Daddy, are you getting one? We have to be matchers!”
To which Harry would always respond with, “Of course bub! We have to look our best for Mumma.”
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People would often stop and watch the two of them as the cross street. It wasn’t because Harry was a world-famous singer, no. It was because his son would attract just as much attention. And when he felt like he was being watched, he would always put on a show. Holding Harry’s hand, he would strut down the crosswalk and send a smile to whoever was watching.
He would tell people “Treat People with Kindness”, as he would walk past them holding his Daddy’s hand.
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They also danced the same. Uncoordinated and wild. The type of wild that often meant jumping on the couch and running around the house screaming the lyrics. Usually is was Harry’s songs that were being played.
Or when bub was at one of Harry’s shows, he would stand out of the crowds view put on a performance of his own (in front of his Mumma of course). Imitating the way Harry interacted, danced, and sang. And his favorite part was copying Harry’s whale because he would often make a mess for not doing it right, but he loved the praise that would come from Harry when he picked his soaking wet son.
“Copying me again, mate?” Harry would tease.
Only to get a sassy “Always Daddy!” in return.
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But it wasn’t just at concerts or when he was out with is daddy when bub would copy him. No, this included at the studio too. Bub was nine to ten months when Harry was recording when holding him. He was watching Harry sing into the mic and decided that he wanted to do the same. So with his binkie in his mouth, bub lurched forward, grabbed the black device and recorded himself sucking on his pacifier.
And it was’t the only time bub did that. When he started to talk, he would often interrupt Harry’s session with his babbles.
Harry keeps every single recording that bub made.
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