I just want to let you know, even though our activity is sort of scarce as it is, I will be leaving tomorrow morning and I won’t be back until Saturday afternoon. Hopefully by then we can find some sort of..consistent RPing pattern instead of just like a reply every couple days. Things have slowed down for me now, so that is a much more reasonable goal at least for me. I’m not sure how your internet condition is, but…yeah. :)
Harry gladly took his fiances hand in his own, fingers intertwining and simply actions like that never getting old. At her suggestion his smile grew in excitement. When she turned to him he practically burst with energy. “See! This..this is why I’m marrying you.” he…
Harry couldn’t help but simply, out of reaction, wince away with a laugh because of the poke at his ribs. He shook his head in denial at her rebuttal and gladly kissed her once more, wishing he could simply do that all day. “Love you, too,” he replied simply before falling in step beside her as they made their way to the familiar places they knew that were right around this area. “Well, why don’t you tell me?” He asked with a grin. He was just a generally happier person, as of late, and things seemed to finally be falling into the right places.
If you’re not feeling well, I’ll make you soup, cuddle with you and tell you how cute you look in your sweatpants (because it’ll be true)
I’ll even make an exception if you want to watch crappy movies, terrible television, or actively cheer against my team if a game happens to be on.
Harry stayed silent for a few moments as Lea and the photographer wrapped things up. He grinned at her nonchalant compliment and replied with one of his own to answer her question. “Well, beautiful, I was thinking of going with my wonderful fiancé back to our apartment,…
Harry gladly took his fiances hand in his own, fingers intertwining and simply actions like that never getting old. At her suggestion his smile grew in excitement. When she turned to him he practically burst with energy. “See! This..this is why I’m marrying you.” he commented playfully, leaning down to give her a kiss right on the lips. “Along with the whole…beautiful, intelligent, talented, too damn good for me, but loves me any way part, of course,” he continued and grinned wider, keeping her hand securely in his own.
Ok, I’ll admit it, I like it when you’re a little bit jealous and possessive. Once in a while, it’s nice to be claimed, to be told, “You’re mine. I don’t like it when I see you simply talking to other girls. You are mine.”
This isn’t about trust, or anything rational or reasonable. I’m a little bit jealous. It’d be nice if we both had that, just so you understand where I’m coming from.
After sleeping in on those rare days we have off together, I’ll wake up alone in bed, smell coffee and bacon wafting into the bedroom and smile, realizing where you must be. You’ll be flipping a pancake or something, singing and dancing along to some upbeat tune, wearing a shirt of mine and not much else.
That’s when I’ll sneak up behind you, pull you close, lift you up onto the adjacent countertop, and kiss you nice and slow. We have all the time in the world. Breakfast can wait.
He grinned at the kiss placed on her lips, and when she jumped without hesitation, his hands caught her thighs and he settled with her against him and smiling. With ease, after her words, he kissed her again, taking a little longer this time, as he just really wanted to…
Harry stayed silent for a few moments as Lea and the photographer wrapped things up. He grinned at her nonchalant compliment and replied with one of his own to answer her question. “Well, beautiful, I was thinking of going with my wonderful fiancé back to our apartment, where we can have one of those lazy days that made me fall in love with her,” he said in a low voice, smirk and all flashed in her direction. “Or, we could head to get something to eat if you’d like,” he suggested, giving her the couple options.
There’s really only so much flirtatious texting I can handle before I am no longer behaving like a gentleman. Stop being such a tease.
We’re gonna have a really nice bed. Crisp, cool sheets, a fluffy comforter, lots of pillows…it’ll be our own personal cloud. Not only would we spend a third of our lives recharging in it, but you already know a few of the plans I have for said bed.
I’d say that’s a worthwhile investment, don’t you?
“You’re slacking, love,” he teased and then tucked the lion stuffed animal behind his back and leaned down to put his lips on her ear, hand cupping like he was whispering a secret, possibly that of the lion behind his back. He kissed her ear sweetly and grinned, his wide…
He grinned at the kiss placed on her lips, and when she jumped without hesitation, his hands caught her thighs and he settled with her against him and smiling. With ease, after her words, he kissed her again, taking a little longer this time, as he just really wanted to kiss his fiance. Drop the act, go home, and kiss until they couldn’t breathe. “I’m so happy I’m marrying you,” he answered in reply, not adding “too”, because he was glad that he was marrying her independently of her being glad to marry him. “You’re my best friend, my support, my love, my everything. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He whispered. He felt this overwhelming need to be alone with her, away from prying eyes of a photographer and when he sat her back down, he looked over before looking back to her, simply taking her hands in his and facing her with a smile. “You think we’re almost done?” He asked with genuine urgency.
