(real life) [harry speaks in bold / dua speaks in italics]
📍London, Harry's house 17 April 2020
Harry strolls down the stairs in his purple dressing gown. Placing a couple wine glasses in the dishwasher, left from the night before, he hums to himself quietly.
Filling the kettle up with water, he begins making a cup for himself. Before he can pour a dash of mile into his mug, his phone begins to ring.
Noticing it's a FaceTime call, he smirks as he accepts it. His girlfriends face appears on the screen.
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"Morning, baby. You look cute."
"Morning to you too. Nice dressing gown."
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Harry smirks as he looks down to the lilac dressing gown adorning his body. Dua continuously mocks him for how much he wears it, but truthfully, he knows she loves it.
Both of them have been staying at Harry's place together, deciding to isolate as a couple. Dua left yesterday afternoon to visit her mother. Keeping a safe distance between them obviously.
Dua decided to go back to her place for the night, to collect a few things she didn't bring round to Harry's originally and he missed her.
"You're coming back tonight, right? It was so weird being in bed without you."
"Course I am. Might take a shower in a few but then I'll be round."
"Or you could just shower round here. With me."
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