You’re in the kitchen pouring cereal when Harry jogs down the hall, hair sticking up in every direction, shirt half‑tucked, looking like a man who has been woken up by the same child every day for thirteen years.
“What now?” he calls.
Porter stomps into the kitchen, backpack hanging off one shoulder, hoodie half‑zipped, face twisted in teenage agony.
“My legs hurt,” he announces.
Harry blinks. “Your legs?”
“Yes, my legs,” Porter says, flopping into a chair like a Victorian child dying of consumption. “They’re killing me.”
Harry crosses his arms. “You grew an inch and a half this month. S’what happens.”
Porter glares. “Well, I don’t like it.”
Harry shrugs. “Take it up with your bones.”
You snort into your cereal. Porter turns to you, betrayed. “You’re laughing at me?”
“No,” you say, absolutely lying. “I’m empathizing.”
Later that day, you find Harry sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. You pause in the doorway. “You okay?”
He groans. “No.”
You sit beside him. “What happened?”
He lifts his head dramatically. “Porter told me I’m embarrassing. He said — and I quote — ‘Dad, please don’t talk to me when my friends are around.’”
You try not to smile. “That’s normal.”
Harry gasps. “Normal? He used to hold my hand in public. He used to think I was cool.”
“He was six.”
Harry slumps back. “I’m losing him.”
You rest a hand on his knee. “You’re not losing him. He’s just… growing.”
Harry groans again. “I hate it.”
You laugh softly. “You sound exactly like him.”
Dinner is chaos. Porter is moody. Harry is moody. You are the referee.
Porter pokes at his pasta. “My legs still hurt.”
Harry pokes at his pasta. “My feelings still hurt.”
You sigh. “Both of you eat.”
Porter slumps. “Dad doesn’t get it.”
Harry throws his hands up. “I don’t get it? I’m literally the one who bought you new shoes because your feet grew overnight like some kind of woodland creature! I was thirteen once!”
Porter shrugs. “Yeah, like a hundred years ago.”
Harry looks personally attacked. You choke on your water.
After dinner, Porter disappears with a dramatic sigh. Harry leans against the counter, rubbing his face.
“He hates me,” he mutters.
“He doesn’t,” you say gently. You step closer, resting your hands on his chest. “You’re raising a good kid. A kind kid. A kid who feels safe enough to be dramatic.”
Harry huffs a laugh. “He gets that from you.”
You swat his arm. “He gets it from you.”
He smiles — small, warm, grateful. “Thanks,” he murmurs. “For being here. For helping.”
Later that night, you find Porter sitting on the stairs, hoodie pulled over his head. You sit beside him quietly.
He sniffles. “I was mean to Dad. I didn’t mean to be. I just… everything hurts. And I feel weird. And Dad keeps trying to talk to me like I’m still a kid.”
You smile softly. “He’s trying. He’s learning too.”
Porter wipes his nose on his sleeve. “I don’t want him to stop trying.”
“Tell him that,” you whisper.
You find Harry in the backyard, staring at the sky.
“Hey,” you say softly.
He sighs. “I’m a terrible dad. I don’t know how to do this. He’s not a little boy anymore. I’m scared he won’t want me anymore.”
You sit beside him, leaning your head on his shoulder. “You don’t have to know,” you whisper. “You just have to show up.”
Porter steps outside quietly. Harry looks up, startled.
“Dad?”
Harry straightens. “Yeah, mate?”
Porter hesitates — then sits beside him. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles. “I don’t want you to stop talking to me.”
Harry’s breath catches. “I won’t.”
Porter leans into him — awkward, teenage, but real. Harry wraps an arm around him, pulling him close. You watch them, heart full.
Harry looks at you over Porter’s head, eyes warm. You smile. He smiles back.
And for the first time all day, everything feels right.
Hello besties, hope youre doing amazing! this is a piece of smtg I wrote a long time ago, I just made some changes and I hope you like this time....
a/n: singledad!harry, main/oc, divorced!harry, co-parenting!, friends to lovers, co-workers.
sumarry: harry is a recently divorced dad and doesnt know what to do with his life, until he meets a beloved co-worker
For now, you need to pay attention to this equation. According to this theory - mathematically speaking - positive added to positive equals positive. This means that, if you have a positive action in your life and add some more, the result shall be positive as well, isn't it? You see, Harry started to work very early in his life to help his mom take care of their home. Late in school, he also had a part-time job so he could save some money for college. He was very into numbers, so he was planning to go to Computer Engineering in college just after he finished school.
But not everything is just the way we want, right? Harry has been dating this beautiful girl since his first year of high school. They started with a friendship when both noticed that what they felt was more than just friendship, so it was given a shot, and since then they got together. Add this sequence to your equation: Two young people in love, plus hormones burning in their skin after some shots of tequila, multiply to an empty bathroom. What do we have? Yes, an unplanned pregnancy. They were both sitting in Karen's bathroom when the test result showed two lines, just proving their theory. Karen told him about two weeks ago she didn't get her period yet. He said "Don't worry, everything is gonna be fine, yeah? You told me that things like that can happen. " He for the first time, wasn't right. Harry was always right about things. Karen was pregnant and devastated. Sure, she wanted to be a mother someday, but that didn't mean it needed to happen right now when there was so much ahead. Both did. They experienced devastation, and their parents felt disappointment as well. The four of them were. But still decided to keep their baby angel.
And thank God they did it.
She was their little jar of happiness and joy. Wasn't easy to get where they are right now. They sacrificed so much for this moment. Both worked hard, so it was possible to buy every necessary little thing for their little Cassie - short for Cassandra, Karen's gramma. Double shifts and sleepless nights for Harry while trying to get everything settled, Karen working on her projects as well as opening her little boutique. From nursery to study sessions online to keep on track. It was a nightmare for both until this exact moment when they held their little chubby-haired princess in their arms. She was such a pretty girl, a perfect mixture of his pale skin with the exact amount of melanin from her mother. Just perfect.
They got married when Cassie just began to walk. It wasn't a big ceremony, just signing some papers, and Cassie, who was only 10 months old when walked down the aisle where they stood while waiting for her, looking like two goofy. Cassie was holding a little box with the rings, and that was it. A perfect little wedding for a perfect little family.
Until they weren't anymore.
Cassie was 3 years old when her parent got divorced. Harry and Karen made the decision to have shared custody for the sake of Cassie. Weekdays for Harry, weekends for Karen. It was a decision for the three of them. Nothing bad happened with the couple for such a thing as divorce. Their wedding things didn't ring as right as one day did. That adolescent flame got colder, so it was the best solution. When they sat down to talk about it, Harry experienced a lot of hurt and they reached an agreement on what was best. After all, he loved Karen and what they had. After a while, he noticed what he loved was his idea of the perfect relationship they had. Nothing is always that perfect, but in his head, he constructed all they built - their home, their belongings, all the little things, and details... They made all of this part of their history, but they also crafted a story that will never be erased. So the happy ever after they promised is still valid, they will be happy even if they are not together anymore. Their bond was forever. They ended on good terms, so everything was fine.
Even being ungraduated, Harry is working in computer engineering in a little building in the city, it wasn't as he planned but, at least he gets the money he needs. Cassie is 4 now, she is a kindergarten and a very smart and energetic little girl. Sometimes Harry is still astonished by how much energy she has. That was Karen's side, because he loved calm and silence, on the contrary of his girls. Karen hadn't his for a while now, but she is the mother of his child so, somehow she was still his girl in a non-possessive way.
This particular Tuesday, the requirements and schedules were calmer than normal. His supervisor, Jonah, sent an email to his team informing them, that they had a meeting in the afternoon with a potentially important client. Turns out this client wasn't from the UK or any other English-speaking country, but a Spanish company, and to be honest the Spanish company called La Computacion, wasn't interested in a full English-only meeting. Not every single person in the entire build knew a second language which was a shame. Jonah found a last-minute translator so they could help them as soon as possible.
The meeting was at 3 pm, at 1:30 pm the translator was already there. Some co-workers weren't very comfortable with the foreign company, and many of them whispered ''Doesn't make sense, why they didn't get an English translator?" Harry was beside this particular worker and said
"Well Conan, it's not their fault if you decided not to study another language"
"Oh, you did study then?"
"I haven't," he confesses "But you didn't see me complain, did you?"
"You're such a little thing, Styles. That's why no one likes you. "
Harry just rolled his eyes and left the cafeteria straight to the conference room where the meeting was about to happen. When he got into his seat, he looked around the room seeing some familiar faces, sometimes nodding in a silent 'hello'. He kept looking around when he saw it, right there in the right corner, sitting facing the marble table while reading what seemed to be noted, a tall golden skin with wavy hair, looking attractive as hell just by existing. The sight of it, right there in the right corner, sitting facing the marble table while reading what seemed to be noted, a tall golden skin with wavy hair, looking attractive as hell just by existing, enchanted him.
Jonah entered to room, went straight to the table where the lady was, and opened his computer typing something fast, suddenly the white screen plugged in lit up, and three unknown faces showed up. The lady stood up beside Jonah, who had been sitting in the corner until then.
"Good afternoon everyone," everybody responded and, he continued, "This is Rebeca Rojas, our translator. Miss Rojas has worked with Mr. Sabino for a long time now. While I was panicking about adjusting this meeting, Mr. Sabino indicated to me, Miss Rojas. Believe me, when I say she is a life savior," he said laughing, the room joined him, so he continued, "Please Miss Rojas, introduce yourself"
Rebeca started to speak. She explained she was a translator, and teacher, and interpreted in her free time. She works for a publishing company as a translator of Latin languages. Just after her presentation, Mr. Sabino started to speak, and so did Rebeca. As Sabino spoke, Rebeca translated right away. He could swear, he was in love with her voice. She sounded so smooth, she was so quick and so interactive. The purpose of the meeting was to discuss a new platform they were trying to create for another company. And Sabino's company would sponsor their project. It would take some time since what they were proposing would take a lot of work, and when I say a lot, I mean it. It was an extensive project, with interactive pages, online consultors, and the options go on and on. The meeting lasted at least 1 hour and a half. In the meantime, Miss Rojas spoke non-stop. I mean just a few times to sip water. Harry keeps thinking he could never last the way she did.
Everybody was leaving the room. Harry waited so he could introduce himself, he had to admit it, he was feeling kinda shy. It was a hard-working woman who spoke more than one language, more than he could be someday as a human being. Was he exaggerating? Yeah, I think so.
"Hello," he said, giving his hand for her to shake. "My name is Harry, it's a pleasure"
She smiles and shakes his hand. "It's a pleasure Harry. You're good?"
"I'm great, what about you?" she nodded saying she was fine "The conference was just incredible. I'm glad I could join...So I wanted to ask you, you mentioned you're a teacher right? You only teach Spanish?" she nodded.
She smiled brightly and answered,
"Well, yes, I'm a teacher and all my work involves the romantic languages, and English, and a bit of German. I'm not that good, but I'm trying," she laughed.
Harry could barely contain himself. Her laugh sounded like Christmas bells. He was just so impressed and being this beautiful...Got him right in the stomach.
"So, like..." he said, but she interrupted it
"Harry, I'd love to talk to you, but I kinda need to go. You know...paperwork," she said rolling her eyes.
He nodded "Oh, sure. Let me walk you out?" he said, offering his arm, which she gladly embraced.
After that, he went back to his own shit. But his mind was far away.
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well thats it, lmk your feelings and if you maybe wants to read the second part or so...anyways
What Charleigh has a hard time sharing Harry when she’s younger with the fans and sometimes the other boys so she throws tantrums here and there
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A/N: So I didn’t want to make this too similar to another two year old tantrum one I did, so it’s not as angsty as I was originally going to make it!
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Singledadrry x Charleigh - Age 3
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Two year old tour tantrums.
No one prepared Harry for that part...or the other boys for that matter!
"Come on Angel, we need to do a meet and greet so you're going to have to stay here with Auntie Lou and Baby Lux..." Harry whispers softly to Charleigh.
They were a week into their new tour, and Charleigh's routine had been well and truly thrown off. She had never been so clingy to Harry, he couldn't even go to the bathroom anymore without her having a meltdown.
"No Daddy stay here!" She cries loudly. Ah shit. She was about to scream bloody murder.
"Darling remember we were talking about Daddy's fans..." He reminded her gently. "Daddy has to go and work so you need to stay here and be safe"
"DADDY NO!" She shrieks, her hands balling his shirt in her tiny fists, her face scrunching as she begins to sob heavily and loudly into his neck. Fresh tears rolling down her red cheeks.
"Hey stop this now...come on that's enough..." He whispers, sighing tiredly. Her small arms clung round his neck as he held her closely. Her head buried into his shoulder and her sad eyes peering around at the other boys getting ready.
“Baby girl I need to get ready...come on my little Cherry” He whispers, brushing her hair off of her face and rubbing her back softly. Gentle whines left her mouth as she began to sob again, her head buried into his shoulder.
“No! Daddy don’t go!” She chokes out on her tears.
“Listen to me...shhhh. We need t’calm down now okay? I’m going to be right here, just where you can see me...”
“Hey bug, look what’s this!” Louis comes over, holding her bunny teddy in his hands. She whimpers sadly, her head resting tiredly on Harry’s shoulder.
“Shall we go and sit down next to Daddy and watch some Disney?” He offers softly, half expecting her to start screaming the place down.
She whines gently but stretches her arms out to Louis. Harry thanked him quietly and sat down in the hair and makeup chair. Louis sat in the seat beside him, rocking Charleigh on his lap as he pressed play on his phone.
“Daddy jumper...” Charleigh muttered, Harry let out a gentle sigh, pulling off his jumper and handing it to Charleigh. She cuddled into her bunny teddy and Harry’s jumper while watching a film on Louis’ phone.
Once Charleigh had calmed down, and the boys had to go to meet the fans, Louis carried Charleigh into the crew corner of the room. There were a few sofas, desks and chairs, for crew to stay incase something needed doing, but out of the way from the fans.
Louis carried Charleigh onto the sofa, laying her next to Lou and Lux. Charleigh still had Harry’s hoodie and her bunny stuffed under her arm, while Harry brought over his phone for Charleigh to watch another film.
Charleigh looked around tiredly, the room filling with a buzz of people.
“Auntie Lou...” Charleigh muttered softly, her eyes latching onto Harry from across the room.
“Yes sweetie?” She asks, stroking her hair softly.
“Who are all these people?” She looked around confused. Half of them seemed very very happy.
“It’s some of the fans Char...and they have their Mummies with them.” She explains softly, making a cute braid in Charleigh’s hair.
Summary: Y/n visits Harry during his lunch break, letting him in on the relationship both her and Milo have with Xavier. Then they go to the zoo and have a little family day :)
warning/ disclaimers: swearing, family issues.
Things have been going amazing with Harry and Y/n. Ever since their date a couple weeks ago they have been seeing each other more and more. Harry has been coming into her bookshop while she’s working when he can. Just to surprise her and make her day a little better, sometimes he brings her lunch on the weekends and she visits him when he is spending hours after school hours grading art work and setting projects up for his students.
It’s been new and exciting, and extremely fun. Not to mention the kissing has definitely been a plus. They went to have coffee with each other a couple days after their date, spending a good portion of the morning together. They have basically been inseparable since, Harry even invited Y/n and Milo over for dinner so they could all get to know each other better. Loralie was just excited to have guests that weren't family, and also to see a friend from school outside of school. She had a great time with Milo, they played together while Harry and Y/n cleaned up dinner together and snuck kisses in the kitchen.
It's another Wednesday. Harry had Loralie and Milo's class now and he is letting them finger paint. It’s mainly been a calm class, he didn’t have to deal with much usually and if a kid did have a melt down the teacher and/or teachers assistant would deal with it instead of making Harry deal with it. “Looks great, Lora,” Harry says, kissing the top of Loralies head before scooting past her and walking over to his messy desk. He has papers, projects, markers, paints, all over his desk, even with all the time he spends after school he feels like he may never get it organized.
“My mummy likes your daddy.” He hears, looking up to see Milo and Loralie talking. His cheeks turn crimson when he hears it, did they really give it away that easy? Their children now caught onto the fact that the two were dating? That was just embarrassing. “My daddy likes your mummy.” But that was more embarrassing.
Harry ignores it (and the burning in his cheeks) and just hopes that the teacher will hush the class. He busies himself with cleaning his desk, trying to shove the papers into the drawers and file folders that they belong to but his mind is still distracted. He’s gonna have to tell Y/n that their kids know. The bell rings and he looks up from his desk. “Okay, you can leave your paintings where they are. I'll put them on the drying rack and you’ll get them tomorrow!” Harry sings, moving over to Loralie to kiss her cheeks and say a goodbye until he sees her at lunch time. “Bye daddy” she says, waving to him after kissing his cheek and joining her class.
Harry laughs, letting out a sigh and putting the messy finger paintings on one of his many drying racks. It’s his lunch time now. He has to supervise lunch so he gets his break before everyone else.
He wanders around his class room, doing random things and cleaning up his messes that he’s made from the two days of the week before him. He didn’t have plans for lunch, he would probably just have an extra big dinner. He’s happy to find Y/n cured his rumbling tummy when he sees her walking through his classroom. He smiles, chuckling at her big dramatic smile that was obvious teasing. “Hi, darling.” He says, leaning over his desk to press a kiss to her lips.
She sits on the art table in front of his desk, setting two to-go boxes down. “Hi,” she says back, handing him one of the to-go boxes. “No sitting on the tables.” Harry teases while he reaches out to take the white Styrofoam box in his hands, quickly thanking her. “Suck it up.” She shrugs, her feet setting in the chair that was once tucked under the art table. “I just got you a sub and fries.” She says, plucking a chip from her box and taking a bite out of it.
“Why Are you here? Not that I’m not happy to see you, of course.” He smiles, reaching over and giving her hand a squeeze. She shrugs, tapping her shoes down on the chair while she pulls her food into her lap. “I forgot to put Milo's' lunch box in his backpack so I had to drop it off.” She says, making Harry smile. So he thought she would have lunch with him? She’s adorable. “So how’s your week been, babe?” Harry sings, sitting back in his big office hair and relaxing into it while he eats.
“Fine. Milo's dad visited.” What?! Since when did he come around? And since when was he “Milo's dad” and not “Xavier”? Harry knits his brows, gulping down his food before he responds, a little nervous. Harry and Milo are best buds, they have grown closer and he’s tried to pay him more attention when he sees him in class as well, he doesn’t want their friendship to be ruined now, even though what he is thinking is selfish. Milo deserves a good daddy.
“Since when does he come around?” He asks, Y/n rolling her eyes at his tone. “He’s a photographer so he’s always traveling the world. I mean he pays child support, he’s not a shit dad. I just have my own issues with him.” She says, her tone heavy with annoyance. Harry was under the impression that he was a horrible dad and didn’t even try to care for Milo, but now he hears he pays child support and visits?
“I just thought he didn’t care.”
“Well… he’s trying. Like I said he’s traveling the world so he can’t always see him but he pays child support and he’s trying to come around more. He did come over and take some cute photos of Milo though.” Y/n smiles, remembering how her baby posed so well for the camera. He was shy at first but then they found a stray kitty out on a walk and he was more than willing to pose with it.
Harry nods, taking a bite out of his sub. He finishes his bite and wipes his mouth with the brown paper napkins, “Is he gonna take Milo for the night or something like that?” Harry questions. Y/n is happy that Xavier is trying to see him more but she doesn’t think she would be able to be away for a night, especially when he doesn’t see Milo that much anyways. “I don’t think I would be comfortable enough to let Milo stay with him, for now at least. But he’s flying off and leaving Friday so I don’t have to worry.” Y/n confesses, taking a bite of her sub while she waits for Harry’s response.
“Yeah, I understand that.”
They eat together before Y/n deems it time for her to go. Giving him a hug and a kiss goodbye before she heads out and opens the book shop back up, letting Harry finish out his day.
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Harry and Y/n had made plans to take their little ones to the zoo. Y/n told Harry that Milo had been going on and on about lions so it was the perfect time for them to go. Harry has packed up Loralies stroller, putting snacks, his wallet, and her diaper bag in the bottom carrier. Luckily (but also unluckily) Milo is at the age where he does not want to be in a stroller, every time Y/n tries to put him in it while they are out he complains and tries to get out of it the whole time.
Harry had picked them up, driving about an hour to the zoo. Milo and Loralie babbled to each other the whole ride which made their parents happy- meanwhile they were just humming to the radio and making small talk the whole ride.
“Are you ready to see the lions?” Y/n coos to Milo, pulling him out of his car seat and setting him on the ground, holding his hand so he doesn’t run off in the car park. Harry pulls Loralie out, pulling out her stroller from the back, preparing to put her in it. “No! I walk today.” Loralie says with a bit of aggression in her voice. Harry hands with his hand up defensively, “okay, but you're gonna want it after walking in the heat for hours.” Harry takes her stroller despite her not wanting to be in it, she takes Harry's hand instead, walking next to Milo.
Their first stop is the stingrays, getting the food from the people who work there then getting down in front of the large pond to pet their slimy skin. Milo and Loralie giggle the whole time, pulling their hands away as soon as they feel like slimy stingray and making dramatic gross faces that make their parents laugh. The kids definitely had fun feeding them and petting them but Harry and Y/n instantly shipped them off to the bathroom so they could wash their hands.
Next is the walk through aquarium, “come on, it's this way.” Y/n says, cooing down at Milo and fast walking toward the cave shaped aquarium. When they walk inside it's lit up blue. They look all around them and they see lots of fish, big whales, all different things. “Woah!” Loralie exclaims, making Harry laugh, kissing her cheeks. All of a sudden Milo breaks out in loud giggles, pulling at the length of her mom jeans. “Mama, Look!” Milo giggles, pointing to a fish sticking to the aquarium glass, looking like it's making a silly face at everyone. Y/n laughs, squatting down and wrapping her arm around Milo, resting a hand on his belly. “Let's go see them” Y/n says, pulling him up on her hip and kissing over his cheeks. She takes him over to the silly fish while Harry lets Loralie look around, staring above her at the large fish swimming by until she stumbles back. Harry catches her, standing her back up and taking her over where Milo and Y/n are, showing her the fish that Milo was trying to touch through the glass.
“He's so cute.” Harry compliments, laughing at how Milo's is so obsessed with the silly looking fish. Y/n turns to look at Harry, thanking him cockily- taking all the credits for his adorableness. Harry bumps his nose with hers in a butterfly kiss while their kids are looking straight ahead. He gives her a peck while the kids are still distracted then he turns back to the fish. “Okay, it's time to go look at the animals!” Harry cheer, pulling Loralie off of the ledge she was standing on.
They walk through the entrance of all the animals, seeing some monkeys. Loralie and Milo start to imitate the monkeys, giggling at each other and the animals. They move onto koalas, waving at the cuddly animals before they get to see the lions- this is what Milo has been waiting for. “ROAR!” Milo yells, trying to climb on the wooden fence between the people and lions. Y/n giggles at him, pulling him off the fence and on her hip. “You’re a baby lion, aren’t you?” Y/n coos, kissing his forehead. Milo nods before she pulls him in her hands, extending him out. “Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba!” She sings, making the boy giggle, roaring again before she pulls him back in, kissing all over his face, making him squeal and push away.
Meanwhile Loralie wants to pet the real baby lions. She’s got a frustrated face on since Harry didn’t let her climb over the fencing and pet the furry lions. Harry can’t help but laugh at her. They walk a bit more, walking for a while until they go to their next exhibit.
It’s all calm until Milo starts screaming. He sees a bird wandering free, it was a large blue bird with huge feathers framing its head. Y/n knew that the peacock was harmless, they wouldn't let it wander free if it was, but Milo was gonna be scared of it regardless. “No, no!” He yells, backing away from the bird, trying to scold it for just walking around. Y/n laughs while Milo grips onto her leg, wagging his finger at the bird and yelling at it for scaring him. “It’s not gonna get you, bubba.” She laughs, pulling him into her hip while they get to the penguin house.
They walk into the cold penguin house, their noses instantly crinkling from the smell. “Brrr” Loralie says, running her arms up and does while her teeth chatter. Harry laughs, tossing her little jacket over her shoulder to warm her up. “Look at the baby penguin.” Harry coos to Loralie, holding her up to the glass so she can wave at the little puffins. “Tiny!” She squeals, waving at the baby penguins.
“Yeah,” Harry laughs at her. “They are tiny, Lora.” He agrees with her, giving the back of her head a kiss before settling her back down on the ground, letting her wander off a few feet away to look around at the penguins a bit more before they leave and look at the polar bears.
After the polar bears, they head to the gift shop, Loralie gets a purple bucket hat with a blue monkey on it and a stuffed penguin she named “tiny”. Milo got a shirt of the name of the zoo and a matching stuffed penguin that he couldn’t choose a name for just yet.
They head back to the car, Loralie’s legs are tired on the walk but she refuses to go in her stroller, instead Harry holds her while they take the long walk back, one arm holding Loralie up to his hip and the other latched with Y/n’s hand while her other hand holds Milo's. Once they get to the car Loralie and Milo get buckled up in their car seats, sure to fall asleep soon.
Harry and Y/n get into the front seats, their hands instantly finding the others. “I had a nice day with you.” Harry smiles, his face only inches from hers. Y/n blushes, giving his hand a squeeze. “Yeah, I had a lot of fun.” She says, focusing on Harry’s thumb rubbing at the back of her hand. They hear little whispers and giggles, turning their heads back to their little ones. “Kiss, kiss, kiss!” They whisper- chant. Their parents' cheeks instantly burn, looking back to each other with big cheesy smiles on their faces.
“Well?” Harry shrugs, leaning in and pressing his lips to her. She giggles on his lips, both of the kids in the back yelling. “Ew!” Loralie says. “Gross!” Milo agrees.
The parents laugh, pressing one last peck to each other's lips before Harry starts up the car. They had a good day together. Harry got closer to Milo and Y/n got closer to Loralie. It kinda feels like they are becoming a little family.
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