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Harry hesitates in the doorway, looking into the dim room at his girlfriend Y/n who's sat alone on the couch. They'd had a quarrel earlier in the evening, but Harry sucked at the silent treatment and missed his girlfriend's presence. So naturally, he'd been the first to cave.
"Are you still mad at me, baby?" Harry asks, his voice coming out softer than he intended.
Y/n smiled, glancing up at her boyfriend who, despite his tall stature, couldn't have looked more adorable and innocent in that moment. "Just get in here, Harold," she replied. "Come snuggle."
Harry beamed in triumph, not having to give it a second thought before crossing the room to the couch to take his girlfriend into his arms, where she belonged.
