Binding Rules
Peace...And Harmony. (44th Chapter)
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Harmony's POV:
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I walk out of the bathroom, pulling down my Pj’s shirt over my abdomen. Once I raise my head to look in front of me, my eyes widen in an astonished matter. Harry lays over the bed mattress, barely dressed in anything other than his black briefs and white socks. “Will you come over already? I’m getting cold here alone, babe.” He whines, making me laugh. Seeing him undressed doesn’t make a difference for me anymore, its like I know his body; I memorised it in a way that it isn’t shameful to look at.
What happened to my rulebook of right and wrong? With Harry, everything is right. My knees crawl towards his body, hugging him in a warming passion. I rub his shoulders, while he places his head on my stomach. “Feeling warmer, now?" I feel his laugh vibrate on my tummy, tickling me a little.“I would get warmer if you loose this (He traces his finger over my shirt), and this (His other hand fiddles with my short’s fabric).”
I roll my eyes, even though he couldn’t see me. I begin brushing his hair, slowly unwrapping his bandana off of his head. “I got you something.” He says, lifting his head slowly from my stomach. He stretches his hand behind my pillow, showing me his hidden surprise. “(I speak in a confused format) How did you know I like Maltesers?”
He gives me a poker face, before speaking: “I never forget what you told me about your likes and dislikes. Plus, don’t you remember that we both have the same choice in chocolate?” I mentally face palm my self, how could I have forgotten this about us? “Want one?” He rips the pack with his teeth, creating a whole in the red wrapper. “(I lift one eyebrow up, speaking playfully) One? That’s all I get, huh?”
“(He speaks in fake crying voice, similar to a childish tone) I’m sorry, have it all. Don’t be sad.” I swat his arm, laughing at his attempt to lighten up both our moods. He places one chocolate ball in his mouth, holding it with his upper and lower teeth; at the entrance of his mouth. His head tilts towards me, nodding for me to eat it out. I lean my face, grasping the candy out of his teeth and into mine; but he takes the advantage of the situation by kissing me.
I find it hard to chew while his kiss deepens, and I know he noticed when he laughed between the kiss. I slowly part my lips from him, resuming my chewing of the buried crunch of biscuits. “Is that how we are going to eat all the time?” His chuckle roars, shaking his head; allowing his long hair to whip left and right. “I don’t mind.” I scoff in a funny matter while we both dig into the red package.
… A While Later…
“Harry?” I ask, while nuzzling my head over his chest. His hands have been tracing invisible drawings over my back, which made me sense the comfort zone. “Hmm?” He hums, as his finger precede their slow motion. “Why don’t you find a way to quit working for Jack? Maybe the boys would, too? We could all stop fearing each new day, and live together in piece.” He adds: “And Harmony.” I laugh thinly, kissing his chest: “Nice pun, but really have you thought if it before?” He quiets down, and I presume that his thoughts are traveling to the destination of my suggestive words. Why couldn’t he think of a way to step out of this life-risking job?
“(He speaks in a low voice, sounding a little strange) I never thought of doing that, before you came into my life…” I lift my head up, noticing how his eyes are staring blankly at the wall ahead of us. “(I whisper, before planting a tiny kiss on his cheek) Don’t do it for me, if you’re thinking about it. Do it for yourself, first.”
Harmony's POV:
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I walk out of the bathroom, pulling down my Pj’s shirt over my abdomen. Once I raise my head to look in front of me, my eyes widen in an astonished matter. Harry lays over the bed mattress, barely dressed in anything other than his black briefs and white socks. “Will you come over already? I’m getting cold here alone, babe.” He whines, making me laugh. Seeing him undressed doesn’t make a difference for me anymore, its like I know his body; I memorised it in a way that it isn’t shameful to look at.
What happened to my rulebook of right and wrong? With Harry, everything is right. My knees crawl towards his body, hugging him in a warming passion. I rub his shoulders, while he places his head on my stomach. “Feeling warmer, now?" I feel his laugh vibrate on my tummy, tickling me a little.“I would get warmer if you loose this (He traces his finger over my shirt), and this (His other hand fiddles with my short’s fabric).”
I roll my eyes, even though he couldn’t see me. I begin brushing his hair, slowly unwrapping his bandana off of his head. “I got you something.” He says, lifting his head slowly from my stomach. He stretches his hand behind my pillow, showing me his hidden surprise. “(I speak in a confused format) How did you know I like Maltesers?”
He gives me a poker face, before speaking: “I never forget what you told me about your likes and dislikes. Plus, don’t you remember that we both have the same choice in chocolate?” I mentally face palm my self, how could I have forgotten this about us? “Want one?” He rips the pack with his teeth, creating a whole in the red wrapper. “(I lift one eyebrow up, speaking playfully) One? That’s all I get, huh?”
“(He speaks in fake crying voice, similar to a childish tone) I’m sorry, have it all. Don’t be sad.” I swat his arm, laughing at his attempt to lighten up both our moods. He places one chocolate ball in his mouth, holding it with his upper and lower teeth; at the entrance of his mouth. His head tilts towards me, nodding for me to eat it out. I lean my face, grasping the candy out of his teeth and into mine; but he takes the advantage of the situation by kissing me.
I find it hard to chew while his kiss deepens, and I know he noticed when he laughed between the kiss. I slowly part my lips from him, resuming my chewing of the buried crunch of biscuits. “Is that how we are going to eat all the time?” His chuckle roars, shaking his head; allowing his long hair to whip left and right. “I don’t mind.” I scoff in a funny matter while we both dig into the red package.
… A While Later…
“Harry?” I ask, while nuzzling my head over his chest. His hands have been tracing invisible drawings over my back, which made me sense the comfort zone. “Hmm?” He hums, as his finger precede their slow motion. “Why don’t you find a way to quit working for Jack? Maybe the boys would, too? We could all stop fearing each new day, and live together in piece.” He adds: “And Harmony.” I laugh thinly, kissing his chest: “Nice pun, but really have you thought if it before?” He quiets down, and I presume that his thoughts are traveling to the destination of my suggestive words. Why couldn’t he think of a way to step out of this life-risking job?
“(He speaks in a low voice, sounding a little strange) I never thought of doing that, before you came into my life…” I lift my head up, noticing how his eyes are staring blankly at the wall ahead of us. “(I whisper, before planting a tiny kiss on his cheek) Don’t do it for me, if you’re thinking about it. Do it for yourself, first.”
Notes
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