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

Harry x Reader (I want to love her)

Your POV
"Do you remember when we were 10,"
"Oh my god when we challenged that shady guy in the alley to sword fight because we'd just been allowed to use metal ones instead of wood ones!"
"And he just climbed up the railing just out of reach so for half an hour we were just wacking the railing with our swords trying to hit him."
"And then he gave us lollipops to stop because he had to go somewhere."
"And then you dropped yours and Gertrude took it off you and was teasing you about with it because she didn't know that you had dropped it onto the floor."
"Her face was priceless when I told her."
You and Harry were bent over with laughter. You let out whines as you stomach started to hurt.
"You're making my headache worse."
You gave him a sad pout.
"Aw does hooky's head hurt."
"Maybe if some rascal knew how to set up a prank properly it wouldn't hurt."
"Oh stop being a sook, it's not my fault you walked the wrong way through the door."
He gave you a look causing you to laugh. You rolled your eyes.
"Come here."
He walked over and sat next to you on the makeshift couch before he swung his legs up over the side and put his head in your lap. You gently ran your fingers through his hair.
"Better?"
"As always."
You gave him a smirk before you relaxed into the couch, letting out a sigh.
"That bad of a shift huh?"
As your fingers subconsciously continued to run through Harry's  hair, you whined about the customers at the fish and chips shop and the annoying people you had to deal with at the market. He told you about the money he scored from a fake jewellery store down off the Avenue and how he reminisced with Jackson....and then stole his wallet. It was nights like this that you both loved. Being able to be your usually, 'best friendy' selves and having everything as free flowing and natural as it was when you were kids.
As the hours creeped into the late night, you both fall more and more tired. As you lazily mumble about stories you'd remembered from when you were kids, you were answered with a soft snore. You looked down at Harry's sleeping face and smiled. You leant down and kissed his forehead.
"Good night Harry."
You settled into the couch and fall asleep.

Harry's POV
I slowly open my groggy eyes to see the dark room. I feel y/n's hand still resting in my hair and I smile remembering the evening. I look up to see her softly sleeping on the couch and smile. I slowly get up so I don't wake her and gently pick her up with one arm under her knees, and one on her back. I carefully lay her down on her bed and kiss her on the forehead.
"Good night y/n."
I retreat to my bed on the other side of the room and fall asleep smiling, remembering the day you found the apartment.

People gave you funny looks as the 13 year old you dragged the 14 year old Harry through the streets of the Isle. Despite Harry being a year older, he was struggling to keep up with your fast pace.
"Come on Harry! You need to see!"
"What do I so desperately need to see?"
"It's a surprise."
He rolled his eyes, but continued to laugh at the excited looks you would throw over your shoulder. You stopped abruptly in an alleyway causing Harry to nearly run into you.
"Tada!" You gestured towards a surprisingly intact, wood boarded house.
"Nobody lives here, it's two stories, we can have a couch and stuff on the bottom floor and then there's a room and a bathroom on the top. We can fit a bed on either side of the room so it's be like a sleepover but everyday day! So what do you think?"
You looked at Harry hopeful.
"It's perfect!"
You jumped up and down and excitedly hugged Harry.
You and Harry moved in within the week and had the time of your lives living together.

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Time skip brought to you by helping Harry take off his eyeliner at night
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Your POV
You groaned as you walked into the crew corner of the fish and chips shop. Uma was sitting in her surprisingly comfy 'throne', talking to Harry (who was sitting on the raggedy old couch you both had claimed as yours) and some crewmates who were sprawled around in other sofa chairs and lounges. When the crew weren't busy they would hang in the corner and have a good time. Harry rolled his eyes and smirked as he noticed the pained expression on your face.
"What happened to you?" You glared at him as you plonked onto the couch next to him. "Jackson decided to chase me for 6 blocks because YOU stole his wallet and now my feet hurt." He snickered at you, and you glared at him again. He raised his hands in defence with a smile on his face.
"Here."
He picked up you legs and rested your feet on his lap.
"At least if you have your feet up you can rest them."
"I'm still mad with you Hook." You glared at him, failing to hold back your smile.
"Mhm, sure you are." He scrunched his nose and tapped you on yours with his finger before he smirked. You continued to fake glare at him while you got comfortable on the couch. Your glare was only broken by a yawn that escaped your mouth.
"Tired love?" You lazily nodded as you leant against the back of the couch and closed your eyes.
"Mhm....."

Harry's POV

I continued to talk with Uma as y/n took a nap.
"Ok Harry what is this." She gestures towards y/n and I with her eyebrow raised.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you live together, sleep in the same room, you look at her like she's your world, she looks at you the same way, your constantly flirting, constantly touching one way or another, she plays with your hair and you love it, your overprotective of her, and you are currently rubbing her leg to comfort her."
My hand stops and I can feel my cheeks slightly flushing.
"I'm not overprotective."
She raised her eyebrows at me.
"Last week you nearly beheaded one of the crew because they said she looked a little sick."
"It's not nice to comment about people like that....."
"Harry she was sick." I put my head down in defeat. I looked to the side a smiled lovingly at her sleeping face. I sighed.
"I just.... I do really like her. I... I love us. I want us to stay as, well us. Whether that is best friends, brother and sister or lovers. She's been the love of my life, and I would do anything to keep her apart of my life. No matter what label we put on our relationship...."
Uma gave me a smile.
"But?"
"But I want to be able to cuddle her as we fall asleep. I want to able to hug her from behind and rest my head on her shoulder, I want to be able to spoil her with dates. I want to know I'm one of the reasons she happy. I want to love her. "