Kingsman Prompts

Hartwin Fluff

Prompt:

“Don’t go to work. You’re mine, not theirs" "But you don’t pay me to be here?” “Are you a prostitute?”

It was a cold winter morning, throughout the house was cold, JB was cuddled under a blanket in his bed. Eggsy loved the feeling of Harrys warm body against him cuddling, he swears that guy is like a human heater. Which is why the only reason he woke up was cause he felt a loss of the warm body he adores. Harry was standing in front of the mirror, buttoning his white dress shirt, the sun had started to rise which made Harrys skin have a radiant glow, which Eggsy found mesmerising.

"You look beautiful" Eggsy softly spoke, not fully awake yet

Harry turned his head away from the mirror to look at his lover, he had that cheeky (and unbearably adorable) smile on. It was even cuter because he had just woken up so his hair was ruffled, he looked like a lost puppy. Harry gave a smile towards Eggsy and turned back to the mirror. Eggsy leaned himself up off the pillow so he was sitting up, stretching his arms and rubbing his eyes.

"Im sorry, did i wake you darling" Harry asked pulling a drawer open and looking at his selection of ties. Harry never used to own a large selection of ties, but for every month anniversary Eggsy gets Harry a new tie or bow, he loves it but will never admit to it.

"Not at all," Eggsy had made his way out of bed and was wrapping his arms around Harrys waist, leaning his head into his shirt and pushing his chest flush against Harrys back. "I just didn't feel the warmth engulfing me anymore"

"I have a lot of work pilled up that Merlin's called me in for" Harry was saying this, trying to hint at Eggsy that he needed to leave. Backfiring as the boy squeezed his hold closer around Harry

"Don't go to work. Your mine not theirs" Eggsy stood on his tippy toes kissing at the back of Harrys neck

"Mm, but you don't pay me to be here?" Harry spoke leaning his head back into Eggsys

"Are you a prostitute?" Eggsy let go of Harry crawling back onto the bed

Harry breathed out a sigh looking in the mirror, turning his gaze to the reflection of Eggsy laying on the bed, meeting his eyes.

"Harry" Eggsy spoke laying himself slowly on his back

"Eggsy, you know I can't-"

"Harry" Eggsy practically gasped shuffling the soft silk sheets of the bed

Harry looked at himself in the mirror, then back at Eggsy, then back at himself. Eggsy thought he could hear Harry whispers a faint 'shit' as he turned around to face Eggsy. Harry gave in, walking towards the bed, when reached crawling over Eggsy and pinning his hands while intertwining them. Eggsy let out a relieved sigh before saying,

"Now let's get you out of that shirt"

(Domestic fluff is my favorite)