summary: in which harry is infatuated with the woman he meets at his company's christmas party. but her boyfriend works for him
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warnings: smut, cheating (technically)
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Harry wonders how the fuck (Y/N) puts up with Peter.
He's watching him give a meeting right now and he checked out as soon as he started talking. Maybe it was because he just can't stand the guy in general or maybe it's because he has what Harry wants and can never have.
He won't say never because that's too finite. He'd like to think he stands a change somewhat.
Of course he does. He's a complete catch and whoever doesn't think so needs professional help.
He's not saying (Y/N) needs professional help, he knows she's well aware of how much of a catch he is. She just doesn't want to admit it to herself.
It's been a week. Neither have reached out to each other, so he's just trying to give it time. Maybe one night when he's drunk he'll call her and pour his heart out over the phone. Maybe then she'll realize that he's the greatest guy ever and she'll drop Peter right away. He's been daydreaming a lot, but it's not impossible. He's just trying to think of multiple scenarios to give himself hope.
There is the scenario where she never even tries to contact him again and stays miserable with Peter until he decides to propose and then she'll be trapped forever by a man who can't fucking tie his tie straight. If Harry was nice and not extremely jealous of the man, he'd show him how to properly tie a tie. But he's not, so he'll let him continue to look stupid in front of the whole building.
Even though it makes him feel like vomiting when he thinks about it, he wonders how often they sleep together. If (Y/N) even allows that because Peter is such an asshole, he doesn't understand how she got into a relationship with him in the first place.
He wonders what type of noises she makes. If her back arches off the bed when she cums. If she'd pull his hair the entire time she's getting fucked into. If Peter could ever even make her feel that good. He doubts it. He really fucking does.
But Harry. He knows exactly how to make (Y/N) feel good. He'd do whatever she asked of him. But he knows she'd do the same for him. She'd let him tie her to his headboard and eat her out till she was crying. She'd let him fuck her right over his desk, so hard that everyone in the building could hear how good she was getting it. He's certain that she'd be into that type of thing. He can tell.
He focused back in on the meeting as everyone was getting up from the table. He made eye contact with Peter and smirked at him. He has no idea that he's daydreaming about fucking his girlfriend's brains out. And that makes him feel smug.
He stood up from the table with every intention of going straight to his office to sulk for the rest of the day, but he was halted by Peter.
"How did I do?"
He stopped listening when Peter started the metting so he really has no idea.
"Fine, I guess. Work harder on group engagement. I was close to falling asleep." He stepped around him and made his way to his office. He tried to keep the smile from his face, but it was hard. He loves getting under Peter's skin and he knows it worked this time. He can feel the daggers he's shooting into his back.
As soon as he was sitting at his desk, he was laughing to himself. Peter has no idea that he almost kissed his girlfriend. Even though he's shitty, (Y/N) seems very loyal. He knows she likes him, but she didn't want to do anything because of that asshole. Maybe she'll drop him soon. He hopes so.
