tw : harrassment & sexual assult
"Close your eyes!" I said.
"I am!" He replied. His hands were covering his eyes to give me that extra reassurance.
I was about to show him what I had been working on for the past two weeks, our Halloween costumes. I laid them out on the bed, smoothing out any creases.
"Ok, now you can open them," I said, smiling proudly.
His hands left his face and his eyes scanned the green, black, and gold clothes on the bed, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What are we supposed to be?"
I lifted my arms in exasperation, a scoff leaving my lips, "We're Loki variants, duh!"
"What's that?"
My eyes widened and I gripped his shirt, "Please tell me you're joking."
The confused look on his face told me he wasn't.
"Oh my god, you know Loki? From the show? I can't believe this, when we get back we're watching it. Uncultured swine." I muttered the last part.
"I heard that."
"Good. Now put on your costume that I worked so hard on."
"Yes ma'am," He said, picking up the outfit and heading to the bathroom to change.
I quickly put on my outfit too, looking at myself in the mirror and fixing anything that was wrong. My outfit was a dark green leather tank top with gold accents and a black turtleneck under it along with long black fingerless gloves. It was paired with black pants and knee-high black boots. I added a dark green belt and of course, the signature golden horn on my forehead.
Harry emerged from the bathroom with his hands shoved in his pocket awkwardly. I had decided to give him a President Loki costume. So, he was dressed in a dark green almost black blazer with matching pants. A white dress shirt with a dark green tie and on top of it a green vest with golden buttons. He also had the golden horn and the President Loki pin on his suit. In conclusion, he looked absolutely handsome. I was nervous that the outfit wouldn't work but that man could pull off anything.
"So... what do you think?" I asked, hoping he liked the costume.
"You look gorgeous," He replied and my cheeks turned red.
I coughed awkwardly, "Uh- I was talking about your costume..."
He scratched the back of his neck, his cheeks flushed, "Right, uh, I like it, you have a really good eye. Thanks."
It was so awkward, I should have just kept my mouth shut. I wanted to bash my head against the door, repeatedly just so I wouldn't have to go through this moment again.
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