chance connection |1| [zarry] (✔️)

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"I love morning sex with you," Harry sighs, tilting his head up to catch Zain's lips in a kiss.

"Just morning sex?" Zain asks, grinding forward and dropping his forehead against Harry's.

"All the sex," Harry sighs, arching up. "I love everything with you."

"Big statement," Zain mutters, kissing him softly. "I love you, too."

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"Wanna go get breakfast?" Harry asks, still slightly breathless, scratching his belly.

Zain shrugs, rubbing his hands over his head. "Sure."

"Cool," Harry says, sitting up. "I'm starving."

"You're always hungry, babe," Zain yawns, stretching. "But I could eat as well. And going out for a bit sounds nice."

"I," Harry says, halting. "Can we keep PDA in public down? Like when we went out with mum," he adds, taking Zain's hand. "You don't have to pretend or anything," he adds quickly. "I just don't like people speculating."

"It's fine," Zain answers, yawning and scratching his beard. "We can keep it low-key. Do I need to, like, look presentable?"

"Nah," Harry answers, kissing Zain's cheek and sitting up. "I don't think I'll be photographed today, I just thought, you know. In case." He grins. "Boundaries, babes."

Zain wrinkles his nose. "It's weird when you call me babes, babes."

Harry rolls his eyes. "Gemma calls you babes all the time. Why is it weird when I do it?"

"I'm not sleeping with her," Zain shrugs, purely to watch Harry pull a face. "Oh," he adds as Harry vanishes into the bathroom, remembering. "Did I tell you Gems replaced me as her soulmate?"

"Really?" Harry asks, coming back out of the bathroom with his toothbrush stuck from his mouth, fixing a hair clip to the top of his head.

"Yea, Pez is her actual soulmate and she was confused because I was the one bringing them together or something," Zain shrugs. "Dunno."

"I bet you're devastated," Harry grins at him, only moving out of the doorway when Zain pushes him back with a kiss to the cheek. "Did you cry yourself to sleep?"

"I cried in the bathroom," Zain says dryly. "My boyfriend was snoring in bed like the callous person he is."

"He sounds like a dick," Harry grins, kissing Zain's cheek with toothpaste foam around his mouth, leaving most of it behind. "You should dump him and love me instead. I'm the sweetest."

"You're something," Zain says, flicking Harry's nipple. "You getting a shower?"

"Nah," Harry says, stretching and sniffing at his arm pit. "I'll just wash, I'm lazy."

"Stinky," Zain says fondly, biting the muscle next to Harry's armpit gently. Harry squeaks, squirming away with a laugh. "I'm gonna shower so that one of us looks presentable."

"Good luck," Harry smirks.

"Someone is in a good mood today," Zain smirks back, flicking his nose.