It's late at night, Harold couldn't sleep at all. He was wide awake, maybe due to not eating enough... since Chef's food is naturally disgusting, or maybe because he just had a lot on his mind. He decided to go on a little walk around the campgrounds and or forest. It wouldn't be too bad?... though as he walked through for a few moments, he noticed a familiar figure was doing the same thing... for the same reason? TW: Headcanons, Swears, and slight intimacy? no straight up nsfw though... they are minors. I noticed there isn't too many dunhar fics on this site so I decided to make one myself! Inspired by other fics I've seen on ao3 and stuff--and it is one of my all time favorite ships so... enjoy! ALSO! If there is any complaints you'd want to make about this story, please let me know! I want to improve on writing. I will update the thumbnail soon, this is just a placeholder.