Flame // hs

five*

They didn't talk about it yet.

The most intense night of sex, not physically but emotionally, and they hadn't touched too much on it. Besides Harry coming to her house with a shit eating grin, a paper showing his results to confirm he was clean from any STIs. Going bare was something they both really wanted to do.

It was a shame that shit had gotten so stupidly busy.

Ember was studying like mad. Harry was a bit, but he mostly sat with her as she studied and stared at her. Lots of coffee dates to study, library dates, even a few days of sitting in the park with a blanket on the grass and their books sprawled out, a plethora of highlighters and pens littering in between. It was comfortable, really, like it w always was.

The changes were more and more obvious the more that he had looked at it. The cuddles and chaste kisses and the way that they'd holed off into their own little nest like a couple in a somewhat honeymoon stage. Ember was still a playful bully but she would kiss his pout away when she would make it appear and crawl on top of him to lay down, her cheek against his chest while he stroked her back.

It just.. didn't seem like it was two friends fucking around. It was clearer to him the more he spent time with her, the more the touches became natural, the more his heart would speed up when he got texts from her. He'd always been excited to spend time with her but this was a new level. His throat would dry when she would tenderly brush the hair from his face, her quiet contemplation making him want to beg to know exactly what was going on in that pretty little head.

Harry had definitely made himself out to be a goofy, funny, horny man, sure, but he had layers. Layers Ember was peeling back at a pace he hadn't really prepared for. The anticipation of getting to see her next was almost irritating. How has it changed so rapidly? And why didn't he care as much about feeling all these things? The complexity of their changing relationship had made him feel like his head was scrambled. She was seeing the parts of him he had kept back, the softer bits that were genuine pushed back until now.

The thing that really sucked now was the time apart, how antsy he was to actually see her. Sure, he had been anxious to see her when they'd just been friends but now that they spent the majority of time together and she had study groups and such, really needed to focus, he had to step away and do his own. It sucked. The bed felt cold. Something he thought to be a huge red flashing light. He tended to ignore those:

H: I miss you. :(
🍑: hi hi. I miss you too.
H: you didn't put the frown face. So I tend to believe I miss you more.
🍑: :( :( :( :( :(
H: that's betterrrrr. This book is making my eyes bleed.
🍑: I know. This intro course should not be an intro course. What are you studying rn?
H: one of the business courses. To be honest it's all bleeding together and I can't rlly tell what I'm reading, half my page is highlighter.
🍑: h... darling... that is not good study technique. I've told you this.
H: so come over and show me :) :) pleaaaaase.
🍑: do you know how bad I want to
H: then do it!!!!! what's stopping you!!!
🍑: 1. You're a dork. And an enabler.
🍑: 2. You know what's stopping me. If I come over there will be no studying done.
H: untrue and rude.
🍑: no, no. I tell the truth. You'll be like
🍑: 'let's take a break! Let's lay down! Let's make out! Let's have sex :)' and then pout n blink your lashes the way you do when you think ur fluttering them but it looks like u got something in your eyes.
H: now... what the hell did I do for you to attack me like that
🍑: is it an attack if it's the truth? 🤔
H: yes. Especially that.

Harry rolled his head on the back of the couch, groaning as he stretched his limbs like a cat. Ember wasn't going to budge. He knew it and he didn't want to push too far to actually get her mad, but he really fucking missed her. Enough to drop the silly act and text her seriously.