harry surprises y/n with a baby shower

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"I can't believe you did this."

"Did what?"

Y/N glares at Harry as he rolls his lips into his mouth, attempting to hide the small smile threatening to appear. She crosses her arms, resting them on the top of her growing bump, and leans back against the bathroom sink.

"You didn't have to throw me a baby shower. I was fine without one."

"I know you were," he murmurs, reaching forward to gently smooth her hair. "But it doesn't mean you didn't deserve it."

She shrugs, leaning into his touch like a tired puppy.

"You invited my family and the two co-workers I like." she states, eyes peering up at him. He smiles.

"I did."

"And you didn't make it one of those stupid Pinterest-y themes."

"Mhm."

"And you got those cookies I like."

Harry chuckles. "Yeah, I did."

She swallows, taking a hesitant step towards him. She can't offer much with her bulging tummy between them, but she bites her lip nervously, eyes peeking up at the man before her.

"Thank you," she mumbles, carefully intertwining their fingers together. "I really appreciate it."

The smile curling at Harry's lips only grows as he gives her hand a small squeeze.

"Of course."

Tears threaten to spill over her waterline so she quickly looks down, sniffling quietly. He pretends not to notice even if she knows he already saw.

"C'mon, I know you've been craving those cookies for weeks," he tugs at her hand, pulling her out of the bathroom.

Y/N wonders how she got so lucky with him.

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