Millions of One Shots

Kingsman Ξ Hartwin

This is a story that I just thought of myself. It's just a short little oneshot. It's about Harry Hart and Gary "Eggsy"
Unwin from the series Kingsman: The Secret Service. Enjoy!

"Thanks for noticing • Hartwin"

Eggsy was stuck. He was trapped in between a rock and a hard place. Literally.

The Kingsman and Statesman were dismantling a child trafficking system in the depths of London when something went wrong. He fell.

He was standing atop a teetering grate above a large abyss which lead to the depths of the sewer. The man he was facing off was staring him straight in the face with a child trapped in his arms. Eggsy was going to attempt to shoot the gun out of the man's other hand but that would risk the life of the child. He stood still not wanting to aggravate the shaky grate beneath his feet.

"Don't move Eggsy." the reassuring and very calming voice of Harry Hart rang through Eggsy's earpiece. Eggsy obeyed not moving a bit.

"Wasn't fucking plannin' on it." Eggsy murmured under his breath. This set off the man in front of him making him go to shoot Eggsy. He however reacted quickly. He leaned over backwards to dodge the bullet then sprung back up. This aggravated the grate. making it slip out from underneath him and he fell with it.

Eggsy, being experienced in falling, looked around himself and grabbed onto the wall. The wall scraped against him harder than would have been preferable. Eggsy's feet hit hard into a small ledge that jutted out of the rock wall on his side. He righted himself and observed his surroundings. He was trapped, and the man was going to eat away with the innocent child. He couldn't let that happen.

"I don't bloody think so!" Was all that Eggsy could hear coming from above him. A gunshot went off, a small whimper from a little girl. Then some murmuring and laughing. Suddenly a very smiling girl looked over the hole where the grate was.

"The man told me to tell the 'stunning gentleman down there' that he is coming." Then she retracted her head. Eggsy chuckled to himself. Harry had made playful goes at him. Now he was thinking they may not have been as playful as he thought.

Suddenly a rope lowered through the grate just down to Eggsy's height. The rope looked sturdier than needed. Eggsy reaches out a hand and noticed that he couldn't quite reach it. He'd need help.

"Need some assistance love?" Harry Hart's voice came loud and clear through the microphone. Suddenly like the super spy that he is Harry Hart came speeding and sliding down the rope stopping just next to Eggsy.

"Well that was bloody a-fucking-mazing." Eggsy stared astounded at the man in glasses next to him.

"Hmm." Harry said quietly.

"What?" Eggsy wondered.

"It's interesting that I was the one who dropped from above considering you are the one who feel from heaven." Eggsy let out a laugh. Then he thought.

"Wait Harry," He started.

"Yes?" Harry asked.

"Are you flirting with me?" Eggsy asked sort of nervous. Sort of hoping.

"Well yes," He said matter of factly, "I have been for the past year and a half. Thank you for finally noticing." Eggsy stood astonished. Harry grabbed him by the waist, pulled twice on the rope and slowly they ascended up into the above world.

•An hour or two later•

"Yes the cartel was successfully dismantled, thank you Agent Tequila. Y'all proper folk; report on the trafficking across the pond." Through the glasses Champ was a bit muffled but Eggsy spoke up,

"Successfully stopped the head man and those fuckers won't be prancing about no more." Eggsy said with pride. The agents were used to his language by now.

"Yeah, thanks for that mini-Galahad. Other Galahad anything to add on?"

"Not particularly," Harry said glancing over at Eggsy than quickly looking away as to not arouse suspicion, "I think saying that the fuckers will not be prancing about is good enough for the report. Thank you Champ."

Both of the men took of their glasses, expelling them from the conference room. Eggsy turned to Harry clicked a button on the table and the room went into total lock down. Eggsy climbed on the table and sat criss-cross-applesauce like a two year old.

"I must say I am slightly confused." Harry said regarding their current state.

"Well attempt to make a deduction." Eggsy said leaning in a bit closer to the older man.

"Well you are quite close to me, the lights are off, the windows are closed, doors locked. Either we have another missile threat or you fancy me back and do not want others to know."

"What do you think Harry?"

"Hopefully the latter or we are in big trouble. I mean this room is terrible for being shielded from a missile. The windows don't even close all the way. How would we be protected from a missile? It's completely im-" Suddenly Harry was cut off by the surprising yes lovely sensation of lips on his own.

Eggsy had leaned in and was pressing his lips onto Harry's in a gentle manner. Just enough to stop Harry from yammering on about missile threats. Harry slowly gave into the kiss, slowly yet happily. The kiss was warm and sweet.

"So yes..." Eggsy said stopping the kiss, "I do fancy you." He said kissing Harry shortly, "Thanks for noticing." He went back in to kiss Harry once more when,

"Turn your goddamn mics off if y'all or gonna be screwing about!" Champ yelled through the ear piece. "And Eggsy you are stupid as a horse with his blinders on, Harry has been aggressively flirting with you for a year. Jesus Christ."

The two men across the pond laughed. Turned off their mics. And resumed at the point that they had been at.

Thanks so much for reading! Feel free to request or yeah! Whatever!