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

Harry x Reader (Kidnapped)

The ropes on your wrists started to chafe, most likely from you trying to wriggle yourself free. You tried to get to your pocket knife from the back pocket of your jeans, the absence of the familiar bump making you hang your head and curse Harry for stealing it from you as a prank. As you try to reach the knot the door creaks open, and bright lights flood the room, making you squint.
"Ahh is the pirate ready to spill."
"You might have to clarify on what you want spilled because it'll be your blood I'll be spilling if you don't get me out of this chair."
The women's face changes from mocking to angry.
"Looks like you've chosen the hard way."
She walks over to a table with an assortment of weapons. You have to refrain yourself from rolling your eyes at how stereotypically villain the women is being. She picks up a small knife and smirks at you.
"No! No! You've found my weakness! It's small knives!" Her scowl returns at your sarcasm as you try to stifle your laugh.
She walks up to you and holds the knife at your neck.
"The more you piss me off the worse this is going to get. You have nothing to gain from this mockery than pain."
"Actually I do have something to gain from this... it's called stalling honey."
You smirk back at her as you hear a door being kicked in. She looks behind her to see the door still intact. You roll your eyes.
"SECOND DOOR DUMBASS!"
You hear a scurrying of feet and finally see the door being kicked in by Harry.
"About time."

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Time skip
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You half stumble into your bedroom, leaning on Harry with your arm on his shoulders. He passes you onto Uma, who helps you sit on your bed. Being tied to a chair for a day has caused your legs to become jelly. Harry mentions something about grabbing you food before he rushes out. You and Uma share a look that makes you laugh at Harry fussing over you.
"You know he was freaking out when he discovered you were gone. Of course he was the one to realise, and he ran into the shop and wouldn't stop yelling. We had to close down for the day because he'd scared everyone into helping him find you." You chuckled as Uma handed you a glass of water, not realising the longing look you were giving the door.
She sighed, breaking you out of your trance to take a sip of the water.
"You guys are the cutest couple."
You spit your mouthful of water out onto the bed and start coughing. Harry appears in the doorway and rushes to your side, trying to figure out what's wrong.
"Uma what'd you do!"
"Hey don't accuse me, I just made a comment and she reacted like, well.." she gestures towards you as you try to take a drink of water to settle your coughing.
"What'd you say?"
"That you guys are a cute couple..."
Harry's checks go red and his eyes wide. His face twitches as if he's trying to send her a message you won't notice. Uma's confusion is washed away with realisation.
"You didn't... she doesn't... ohhh...."
she looks to Harry, who has his head in his hand and his eyes screwed shut.
"He didn't do what? I don't... what?"
Harry sighs, opens his eyes and looks at you, his face automatically softening as he meets your eyes.
"I was going to ask on Wednesday if you wanted to go on a date with me but I chickened out and forgot to tell Uma. I think because we were still acting as if nothing bad had happened she'd assumed you'd said yes..."
your cheeks flush flighty as you look at Harry.
"Well is it a yes?" You look at Uma whose looking at you with hope in her eyes.
"Well I mean I haven't actually been asked a question to respond to with yes so.... Harry?"
He looks at you confused.
"Uh yea....?"
"Will you do the honour of being my so/boyfriend/whatever?"
"That, lass, is a definite yes."