in which...

...y/n's got a sugar high and harry hates not being in control

In which Y/N's got a sugar high and Harry hates not being in control (ft. birthday head and giggles) -harry's birthday special

Harry was buzzing.

Not really sure if it's because of the glass of whiskey he's had so far tonight or because of the content feeling running through his veins, but he is buzzing in a good way. He's just really happy, is all. Any time he got to hang out with friends and have a nice time, it would put him in a great mood. And the fact that they are all here to celebrate him is definitely something to make him happy.

He made sure to greet each person individually and have small chats here and there, showing everyone how thankful he is that they stopped by for his birthday. He is very inpatient, can't really help himself, so he sneaks off into the guest room quite often to look through the gift boxes and cards he's received, just like a little kid, only to be dragged away by Y/N as soon as she notices him missing.

All throughout the night he's been walking around the whole house, from the kitchen to the living room, bringing everyone drinks and telling them to help themselves to the food buffet, walking outside to check to see if anyone else might have been coming or to see if all the cars were parked safely. He doesn't think he's ever received as many cheek kisses as he has tonight in his entire life, not even when Y/N is in her kissy-cuddly moods and smothers him in love. He couldn't stop himself from walking all around, happily joining in everyone's conversations and discretely trying to go and check on his presents again, only to be dragged away each time with a scold.

Everything was going so well, people were hanging all around the place, swaying along to the music playing in the background, and everyone was just having such a swell time, Harry's heart grew three times its size each time he glanced around at his friends. But all night long he felt a pang in his chest from the guilt of not getting enough time to spend with his special one.

Y/N very rarely interfered, wanted to give him all the space to chat with his friends because he didn't get to do that often, being constantly on the road and whatnot, so she just popped in next to him when she saw him looking around frowning, trying to figure out what he should do next, only to give him a kiss on the cheek and a rub on the back, reminding him to calm down because all was going great.

She busied herself with the open candy bar all night, probably eating a bit too much, to the point in which she made herself sick. She didn't get to eat sweets often because they always made her thinking a bit fuzzy and got her to take really irrational decisions, but God all she wanted to do right now was bow in front of the person that invented peach rings and that awfully cute blue cotton candy.

With widened eyes and a newfound smile on her face, she gasps loudly as soon as she sees Harry walking towards her, "Oh, how I've missed you, pet!"

With a funny look, he welcomes her arms around him and places a hand on the back of her head in comfort, "Easy there, baby." Frowning deeply, he tries to pull her away to be able to look into her eyes, but she just holds on tighter.

"Did you have a bit too much of that wine by any chance?" He laughs breathily, rubbing small circles on her back. "Awfully cuddly tonight, you are."

"Shush," she pouts, digging her nails playfully into his shoulder through his shirt, "just wanna love on you, s'all."

Harry smiles, dimples instantly popping into his rosy cheeks, pressing a kiss to the side of her head, "always wanna love on you as well."

She unexpectedly pulls back and Harry is startled –in a good way- by plushy lips pressed against his own, tasting awfully familiar. So many flavors, so many thoughts sparkling through his brain, but most importantly, so overly sweet. A frown grows in between his brows while he kisses her back with tightly shut eyes, pulling away from her wet and inviting mouth.