weapons † hs [two]

22. you found me

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i don't think you're ready

"Wakey, wakey," a soothing, familiar hum fills my ear, followed by a tickling kiss near my ear lobe.

"Mmhm," I weakly protest, my eyes still shut as that plump set of lips continuously presses little kisses around my face, sealing it with one on the tip of my nose.

"Time to start today; it's a very fun one," Harry describes, his nimble fingers combing back some of my hair that has swept over my shoulder.

I rip my eyes open just a crack and peer at the man already dressed in a white shirt with a ruffled collar that makes him look like a prince and some black trousers, laying right next to me, propped up on an elbow. He's wearing a cunning grin and his absolutely swooned eyes take in my presence intensely, as if it's the last time he'll ever see me again.

"How can today possibly be more fun than yesterday?" I challenge, unaware at all on what's going on in Harry's mind, though he's been at today's activities since last night, so it better be good.

"I've got me plans," he boasts with a posh accent, chipper in his complexion.

Something's really wrong with him.

"Was last night's sex just really that good for you, or what did you put in your tea this morning to get so spunky?" I tease, ruffling his hair in a tiresome manner. "You're so... excited."

"Dunno," he dimples with a shrug, both of us knowing he's fibbing. "Today's just an exciting day I guess. I have a lot in store for you, darling, like..." His sentence drifts off as he sits himself up and picks up a tray behind him full of cereal, some Apple Jacks he packed from home, an assortment of fruit, and a croissant.

Immediately, I position myself upright and feel my mouth flood in hunger; it was an awful idea to skip out on dinner last night, but after the abrupt concert I put on and the rough little rendezvous in the bedroom, I was knackered.

"Now you're awake, hm?" he rolls his eyes and hands me the tray.

Instead of replying, I shove a spoonful of Apple Jacks in my mouth sassily, and he can't help but smile and beam at me.

The way that he's looking at me now, it makes my skin tingle. I cannot pinpoint why his staring is so obvious and different today, but I find it so noticeable.

I want to know what's going on in that mind of his.

"What are we doing today, Mr. I've Got Me Plans?"

"I'm giving you the present I spoke of last night," he states the given.

I look around for a box with a bow on it without prevail and have another spoonful prior to questioning, "Where is it?"

"It's more of an all day event," Harry confuses me further, being as non-descriptive and shady as possible.

"All day..." I point between he and I, unsure if he's meaning that we're going to be fooling around all day in here.