kingdom ; minishaw

twenty.

"shh," simon placed his thumb gently on harry's bottom lip as he drew in a breath to talk, "i don't want to speak of it."

harry fidgeted, wanting to apologise a hundred times over and ask simon another hundred questions but he didn't want to go against his wishes. he was just so unbelievably overjoyed that simon was here with him, so he let it go.

"okay." he sighed, slumping forward and pulling simon's arms around him.

"wait, can i use your shower?" simon asked, pushing harry off and laughing nervously, "i'm all sweaty."

"i don't care," harry giggled in bemusement, tugging simon's shirt and looking up at him with his wide, doe eyes.

"well," simon chuckled, "i do."

harry pouted, "fine, but don't take ages like you usually do!"

simon winked and let himself into the small door connected to the bathroom, shutting it and pulling his clothes off, he gladly welcomed the hot water, he wanted to feel normal again and not like a prisoner. the water washed away his worries, soothing his mind as he locked away any memories from the past couple of days. for at least one night, he wanted to be himself again.

harry dressed whilst simon was washing, he wanted to look presentable and not all ruffled up from sleep- not that he was tired in any way, simon being here filled him with alacrity.

of course, they would have to talk about it at some point but simon seemed to want to completely ignore the matter, and harry was happy to abide. all the flowers had sprouted again in his heart, and the ache had gone away.

"i was quick, right?"

simon emerged from the bathroom, only wearing boxer shorts and harry almost dropped the glass he was holding.

"simon!" harry squealed, setting down the glass and spinning around to face the other way, flushing all the way down to his feet.

"what?" simon teased, "you don't need to look away, i'm not going to start stripping naked."

"don't say such vulgar things!" harry scolded, feeling his cheeks get darker and darker.

simon laughed loudly. "are some of my clothes still here?"

harry flung his neatly folded clothes-that were hidden at the top of his wardrobe-at simon, slightly annoyed at the stubborn colour on his cheeks that would not fade.

simon noticed everything, amusement dancing in his eyes, he loved making the boy all flustered- it was very cute. he quickly stepped into his joggers, pulling them over his boxer shorts and then shook his head a little, causing a million tiny drops to splash over harry.

instead of getting mad, harry was focused on the way simon's hair was messily tousled on his forehead, falling into his eyes and appearing darker because it was wet. the little beads of water running down the side of his temple and along his jawline, he noticed everything and it made him feel even more flustered.

harry had missed this feeling he got when simon did something so attractive off-guard, he couldn't help the way his heart swelled in his chest looking at simon's bare chest, tiny droplets of water visible on his smooth, ivory skin- he was appearing even more ethereal than usual in the soft moonlight.

"harry?"

the smaller boy snapped out of his trance, shaking his curls a little. "yes?"

simon smirked, pulling on his joggers. "i said, where should we go tonight?"

"oh," harry looked down, suddenly feeling shy, "well, it's the last day of december."

"oh, new year's eve! i almost forgot." simon said, glancing away for a moment.

"so, why don't we go to the party you told me about?"

"what party?" simon frowned.

"the one you told me about! ethan is hosting." harry said, "or was that a dream?"

simon laughed. "no, i remember now. wow, seems like a lifetime ago when we were talking about it."

harry closed his eyes, letting his head hang. that uncomfortable guilty feeling started to overcome him once again.

"harry," simon whispered, lifting his face up, "sweet harry, don't blame yourself."

harry let out a little sob. "i convinced you to take me to your room and that's how we got caught!" he wailed, putting his head in his hands, "it's all my fault."

"it was inevitable, breaking into your room was the mistake i made that led to all of this." simon said, biting his lip.

"m-mistake?" harry asked, his eyes wide. "you regret it?"

simon sighed, "of course not, i only regret putting you in danger."

"danger?" harry yelled, glaring at him, "who gives a damn about danger, i need you!"

"please baby...", simon stepped closer, using his thumbs to gently wipe away the tears falling from harry's eyes, "don't be upset, i will always be there when you need me."

harry clung to the older boy, throwing his arms around his neck to pull him closer. "i'm sorry for yelling." he whispered into simon's chest.

"it's okay, kinda cute actually."

"shut up!"

simon chuckled, suddenly becoming aware of how they were embracing whilst simon didn't have a shirt on, it sparked up thoughts in his head that made him feel slightly weak at the knees. harry just had that effect on him.

"what's the matter?"

"hm?"

"your heart is beating so fast." harry pointed out, raising an eyebrow.

"um," simon coughed, "don't we have a party to get to?"

[a/n]

bringing back the fluff
because i missed it ^^