Tomarry Oneshots

"You can't use your smile as a weapon."

We're in the homestretch. Almost done. It isn't too late to send in requests. I will try to squeeze in as many as possible if you comment them on the first part.

Tom has an awful day at the ministry, Harry helps. Based on a prompt that i recalled while on my 10 mile bike ride. If you know what it is, feel free to comment it. This is pure fluff and is kinda short.

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Tom sighed heavily as he closed the door behind him. His day at work had been chaotic to say the least. The rouge werewolves had decided to attack a small muggle town. That had been exhausting to deal with. His new secretary, Linda?, had dumped hot coffee onto his pants. To top it all off, the papers he was supposed to receive about the upcoming Wizengamot were gone. They had disappeared off the face of the earth apparently. Tom had even attempted to accio them, but nothing happened.

'Thank Merlin I'm away from that train wreck of a day.' Setting down his bag, Tom set off towards the kitchen, hoping on drowning his sorrows in ice cream. Oh how thankful Tom was that Harry introduced him to the muggle delight.

However, when he entered the kitchen, Harry sat at one of the bar stools. In front of Harry was a small bowl of noodles. Mid slurp of noodles, the younger man turned to face Tom.

"Oh, hey Tom." Harry muttered with a mouthful of food. Tom adopted a disgusted look on his face.

"Don't talk with your mouth full." Tom chided gently. Harry looked sheepish and swallowed quickly.

"Sorry, that was gross. How was your day?" Harry asked as he took his finished bowl to the sink.

"It's okay. Work was a disaster. Things went wrong all day." Harry was still facing the sink cleaning, but when he turned around Harry wore a smirk.

"I know how to cheer you up, and no it's not sexual." Tom's eyes lit up in recognition of what was going on.

"No! Let me stew in my misery, brat." Tom stated with a horrified expression. Harry's smirk threatened to slide off his face, with how wide it was.

"Yes." Harry smirk became a soft smile. The emerald eyes gained a happy spark. Against Tom's wishes a smile crept onto his face as he gazed at his adorable boyfriend.

"You can't use your smile as a weapon." Tom pouted while, visibly, fighting a smile. Harry rested his hand against the kitchen counter still smiling.

"Watch me." Harry stated as he twirled around with a ginormous grin.

'How is it possible to be that adorable?' Tom thought as Harry continued to spin around.

After around 10 back to back spins, Tom placed his hands on Harry's hips stopping him. Kissing Harry, Tom continued to fight a smile.

'I'm lucky to have him, especially when he makes me smile,' Tom thought as he smiled into the kiss. 'I should marry this man...'

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Word Count: 507

Published: June 28, 2020