Two Angels [h.s]

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I'm currently sitting in the closet. I don't know why I'm here. I don't know how I got here... but I'm here, surrounded by clothes on the floor and in between hanging ones that rest between my head.

I'm in the dark - except for the bright light outside.

They're all getting ready for the mission.

I call it, mission: blow shit up.

Harry knows I'm going with him. He's given up. We have a deal.

I'm just waiting.

In fact, I'm waiting for a lot of things.

Waiting here, surrounded by clothes, Harry's in the bathroom getting ready and instead of letting my anxieties take over, I'm medicating in this quiet place. It's safe in here.

As he gets ready, I hear the sink go on and off, guns and other things getting piled in his pockets and bags with clangs of noises.

He's been in here for a while and soon, I hear the bathroom light shut off and footsteps follow.

With my legs tucked to my chest, I look at the closet door before it opens. Slowly, it opens to reveal his frame.

His new hair is messy on top of his head, with different curls behind his ears. He's wearing all black - jeans and a long sleeve shirt. His lips are a rose colour like always and his eyelashes are long and pretty. When we go outside, his cheeks always blush red from the cold and he's watching me like he just saw the sun for the first time in a million years.

He looks down at me with a smile, "what ever are you doing in here?" He drops the bag onto the floor.

"I'm not sure." I shrug, "It's comfy."

"Not hiding, are you?" I watch as he gets on his knees, crawling towards me. Turning around, he takes a seat beside me and the clothes surround him too.

"I'm not hiding."  I shake my head. "I was justing waiting for you." I look up at him in a nudge, "and see, aren't you comfortable."

He chuckles, his arm going around my shoulder as he holds me closer. "You're cute." He kisses my head. "Are you ready to leave soon?"

"Just one more minute. I'm meditating."

He goes to whisper in my ear, "you're hiding."

"Am not." I move closer to him. My body leans against his heavily and I huff, "I'm excited to get some sun." I mumble and he pinches my shoulder making me giggle.

"Liar." He taunts in my ear.

I pretend to gasp, "I am not." I grab onto his wrist, "I was simply waiting for you to find me."

"I definitely found you." He grins, moving closer to my lips, "I think that means I win. What's my prize?"

I grin without a second to think. "Me and Frank."

He chuckles, "my favourite gifts." He leans forward to kiss me and I smile. Our lips mould, moving over another. My hand falls from his wrist to hold his jaw as his arm around me pulls me closer. We kiss softly before he pulls away and wipes my lip with his thumb. "Thank you."

"No problem." I smile at him. "How long do we have to hide?"

He's about to respond when suddenly a hot pink scarf falls from the hanger and lands on his lap. His eyes scrunch and I laugh.

He nonchalantly picks it up, wrapping it around his neck before looking back at me. "It's my new uniform."

I shake my head in a laugh. "It looks cute on you." I pull on the material playfully. "I think I could actually stay in here all day." My head rests against his as he leans down to kiss my cheek.