Harry Hook x Reader One shots {Happy to accept requests}

Harry Hook x reader (escape prt 2)

It had been a week since Monday. Since the guard with the blue scarf 'accidentally' dropped the key to the cell and one guards uniform within arms reach. One week since you quickly ushered Harry into the uniform and begged him to go. A week since he agreed, gave you a hug and a kiss on the forehead, promising to come back and save you.

You checked behind the brick 3 times a day, but you knew it was too risky for Uma to leave notes there for a while. Especially now that they knew someone outside helped Harry escape.

You watched blankly as the guard made his normal round. Instead of looking at you like a disgusting piece of meat, he was more agitated and continued to check his watch. 10 minutes later he didn't come around. In fact, there was no noise anywhere. You cautiously stood up.
"Hey!" Your voice echoed. No one replied. You capped your hands around your mouth and yelled it again, louder. No noise. You were about to yell again when a deafening noise erupted from the centre of the building, throwing you backwards and crumbling the building to rubble. Your head was ringing and your body felt bruised from being thrown and battered with rubble. You slowly pushed yourself up with your hands so you were on your knees. You slowly got onto your feet and gingerly limped away. You had gotten about 10 steps when it happened again, originating from where you were laying mere seconds ago. It sent you flying again and caused the large remnants of rubble to crumble into nothing. Feeling more battered and bruised you laid limp on the ground. Before everything went black, you heard the voices of the ringmaster throwing demands, and a soft comforting whisper from someone who gently dragged you away by your shoulders.

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Time skip a year or two cause we are feeling adventurous
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You laid carefully stretched out on the roof. Watching the swirling cloud and the slight glimmer of the barrier.
"Y/n?" A soft voice called. You smiled and got up, carefully climbing back down into the little apartment house. You walked in and gave Megara a hug, before sitting down at the table to have dinner- some dried raisins and stale bread that she had managed to buy.

Megara had saved you from the rubble of the explosion where the ringmaster had tried to kill you. She looked after you while you slowly healed from your injuries, and persisted with keeping you inside and not far from the house for your safety. You understood, but you were dying to see Harry again. And Uma.

After you had finished dinner she walked into the kitchen a pulled something from the cupboard. As she came back to the table, she pulled out a little cupcake and placed it in front of you.
"Happy Birthday!" You looked at her in awe and smiled. You both enjoyed the cup cake as you sat on the roof.
"I have a present."
"You didn't have to do that, you already got me the cupcake, not to mention you saved my life."
You gave her another hug. She smiled.
"I-I think it's time. Time for you to go see Harry and Uma."
"Really?!"
She nodded, smiling at your excitement.
"But you go tomorrow around noon, ok?"
You hugged her tight. "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

That night you barely slept, but you did sleep in in the morning. Megara woke you up at 10. You practically jumped out of bed and skipped to get ready. You put on your previously planned outfit- black cargo pants, burgundy t-shirt and some black combat boots. You grabbed you dagger and popped it into your side pocket, hung your sword through the loop attached to your pants, gave Megara a hug, and nervously made your way out the door to the fish and chip shop. You took a deep breath before you pushed the doors open and walked in with as much confidence as you could muster. Everyone stopped and stared. Uma walked out and threw a plate in front of a customer before looking up at the fuss. Her eyes widened.
"Y/n?!"
"Uma?!" 
You ran to each other and hugged.
"I thought you were dead."
"Last time I checked I was still alive."
She gave you a chuckle.
"How'd you survive?"
"Someone saved me and slowly nursed be back to health."
"I'm so glad."
You pulled back and started looking around the shop.
"He's at the pirate ship. Go."
You flashed her a smile and blushed slightly. She laughed and practically pushed you out the shop.

The walk to the ship was long and nerve wracking. Your mind mulling over all the possibilities that could happen when he saw you. You walked through the tunnel to see Harry teaching a young kid how to fight. You let your eyes wonder over his now defined arms and the height he had gained. You smiled as you saw him teach the wannabe pirate a move you had taught him many years ago.

You made your way down the platforms leading to ship. As you get to the ship you see Harry's hook sitting on the bench behind him. A mischievous smile crosses your face, and you sneak over and grab it before hiding behind the big, wooden mast. You put a hand over your mouth to stifle your giggles as you hear him yell.
"Who took my Hook."
You step out from behind the post.
"You really shouldn't leave it just laying around. Someone could take it."
You saw Harry stiffen and slowly turn around. He looks at you with his mouth agape. Your smile softens.
"Hi Harry."
"Y/n?"
He ran up to you and pulled you into a bone crushing hug. You laughed and hugged him back just as tight. He pulled back and capture your lips in his. You could feel a lifetime of love behind it, and you poured just as much into it. Once you finally pulled back, slightly out of breath, you saw the genuine smile on Harry's face.

For the rest of the day you and Harry were attached by the hip. He would always either have his arm on your shoulders, around your waist or resting on your leg. You weren't complaining. When you both finally retired to bed, Harry fall asleep with his head snuggled into your chest, and his arms around you waist.  You stroked his hair softly as he drifted off, a peaceful smile on his face. You softly ran your fingers across his face, the happiness inside of you flourishing for the first time in 8 years.