TASM Harry Osborn x reader

5

Harry got called into work for a meeting, leaving you alone in his apartment for a few hours. You went to his room, looking up and down the large empty walls, his large house felt empty, how did he live here alone? You walked out to the balcony, sitting alone above New York, people looked like ants from this high up, the cold wind pricks your face, you should head inside before it starts raining, inside the cold, lonely, silent house, there isn't going to be anything good on tv is there? You pulled you phone out, scrolling through Instagram, of course there's nothing interesting on there either, 'I mean I could go buy some stuff and make Harry a nice dinner' you thought, your clothes weren't exactly the warmest though, maybe you could try go to sleep, that probably wouldn't work, it's eerie here by yourself, "I'll just shower then," you mumbled, you grabbed a folded shirt from Harry's closet, walking to the bathroom, the black glossy tiles and counter, black crisp towels folded on the sink, you turned on the water, waiting for it to heat up before stepping in, the warmth engulfed you as you stood in the shower, your legs went numb, giving you the urge to sit down, letting your entire frame be devoured by the sensation of boiling water on your skin, the front door clicked open, "Y/n?" Harry called out,
"I'm just in the shower," you cooed back, Turing the water off and wrapping your body in a towel, Harry opened the bathroom door, he smiled, "Hello" he kissed your cheek, embracing you in a warm, caring hug, "Harry your suits going to get all wet" you giggled, trying to pull his arms off of you as to not ruin his fancy suit, he wouldn't let go though, placing his head in the crook of your neck you felt his eyelashes against your neck, "There's a company gala at oscorp in a few nights, I'd like you to come" he said softly,
"You work at Oscorp? Wow" you asked,
"Own it, CEO" he mumbled, tightening his grip on you, "well go get you something to wear tomorrow" he stood back up,
"Oh uh okay, wait you're the ceo?" You realised, "I fucked a billionaire, what the fuck?" You blurted, "indeed you did,  get dressed I'll order something for dinner" he laughed again, leaving you to get dressed, you turned around dropping your towel, you saw Haays head shoot out from behind the door, with a simple nice he vanished back into his apartment.
"Harry is there a theme or dress code to this gala?" You asked walking into the kitchen,
"Just look rich, and formal" he replied not looking up from his computer, he was angrily typing away a message to someone, his brow furrowed as he sent out whatever he was writing about, "about the uh dress thing tomorrow, i have work" you pursed your lips,
"It's a Sunday?" He asked somewhat angrily,
"Mia can't make it so I have to cover for her," you replied sadly,
"Mhm" he hummed, "What time are you done?" He asked, his brow furrowed again,
"One thirty," you calmly informed him, he smiled,
"Oh that's plenty of time to find something" he reassured you, "what's your size?" He asked looking back at his computer, "(Size).." you responded,
"Cool cool... I'll just order you one, no need to worry abiut it tomorrow" he smiled, turning the device off and crawling on top of you, head in-between your breasts, "is that my shirt" he smiled, "it looks good on you".