Things We Don't Normally Do

THIRTY ONE

Harry groaned, his face hidden behind his forearm. He was laying down on his back, steeping in sexual frustration.

Alex chuckled to herself, finding the whole thing just a little bit funny. It was as if things were conspiring against them and their odds of actually getting laid.

"Surely we can get it delivered or something." Harry sat up with renewed hope and enthusiasm.

"Are we seriously going to be the type of people to have condoms delivered?" Alex laughed.

"Mate, it's desperate times." he shrugged, before going on his phone, "Now what does Canada have for delivery?"

She gave it a bit of though before smirking, "I've only ever ordered food. Not sure where to check for condoms."

Alex unlocked her phone and saw that it was well past midnight—12:56 AM. Grocery stores wouldn't even be open. She opened Safari on her phone, not sure what to type on the search bar. She tapped private on the bottom left corner. This was definitely something she didn't want in her search history.

Same day delivery condoms, she typed then tapped search.

The search results were useless, half of them from Amazon. One link was the discretely packed small size condoms. Something she had to show Harry just to be annoying.

He rubbed his left shoulder, "Aw thanks. Glad to hear you think I'm small."

Alex laughed and gave him a wink, "Stop, we both know you aren't."

He gave a smug smile to be annoying. But the smile quickly changed into something more mischievous and cheeky, "Odds are pretty low, right?"

"Which odds?" Alex raised an eyebrow.

"Conception." He said simply, then clarified when Alex just shook her head, "Pregnancy. Odds of getting pregnant without condoms."

"Right about now, just because you even said that, the odds you're getting laid is diminishing at an exponential rate." Alex said with a smirk.

Harry laughed before nudging her, "I was kidding."

They laid there for a while, as if both weighing their options. But in the end, Alex gave up on any notion that either of them were getting any from each other that night. In her mind, if it was meant to happen, it shouldn't feel like hard work. The path of least resistance and all that.

So she kissed him on the cheek before declaring, "I need a cold shower."

To which Harry laughed before exposing himself, throwing the blanket off, "You need a cold shower? I need an ice bath."

"It's not a competition, alright?" she laughed, getting up and heading to the bathroom. But not before looking back and making a suggestive up and down gesture with her fist, "You go ahead and do what you have to."

"You're killing me, you know?" Harry groaned as she was closing the bathroom door behind her, "Just absolutely killing me."

She stopped and looked back again, a smile forming on her face. She had nothing on but her underwear.

"I'll leave you with something to work with though, because I'm not cruel." she smiled, quickly turning as she wiggles out of her underwear. "Some visuals for... you know." She said, making a loose fist and flicking her wrist.

But she was out of sight before he could react and say anything.

"You are a monster!" He called back, in mock agony, "Can't believe you'd actually leave me hanging like this."

Twenty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Harry was sitting up on the foot of the bed, busying himself with his phone. He had put on a pair of boxers and his head shot up, sensing Alex's presence.

"Let's do it." Alex announced, clapping her hands together as if she just finalized an important decision.

Harry just stared at her, obviously confused, "It? You wanna do it?"

He raised an eyebrow expectantly, excitement growing in his expression.

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A/N:

Super short filler. Sorry! You shouldn't have waited this long for this. But the past couple of weeks IRL have been crazy. But it should get sorted out soon. Sooooo more regular updates with better chapters soon.

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P.S.
My DoorDash app's most recent search is now "condoms" because I was curious to see how one might go about producing some condoms in a moment of desperation. Especially since postmates isn't really a thing here in Canada. The things I do for science. Now I have to remember to be careful who's looking the next time I search anything on DoorDash. 🙈

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