This Relationship of Ours (+Extras)

mia hates horror films and harry gets distracted too easily*

so on tumblr, we did a poll to find out which harry of mine is the most loved. mia's harry (not so shockingly) won and so here is a blurb for them in response <3

or,

the one where mia still hates horror movies and harry gets distracted far too easily

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"I do not want to watch this," Mia says for the fourth time in the past ten minutes. Normally, her insistence of not trying anything new would bother Harry, who's typing the movie's title into the streaming platform for tonight's choice, but he doesn't pay much attention to her. Because he's waited several months for the movie to start streaming. And he's not going to let his girlfriend talk him out of watching it.

She's already done it once. When it came out in the movie theaters, he'd asked Mia to watch it with him, only to be hit with just a resounding "NO" that he never brought himself to ask again. It's not as if anyone else would go see it with him anyways. His sister only goes to the movies to see comedies. Zack only goes to the cinema to fall asleep in a comfortable recliner, and anyone else would just piss Harry off too much.

He'd asked Mia once and then never again. It was a risk asking her anyways. She doesn't like horror films. But Harry can't help loving them. And he goes to see whatever she wants to in the cinema.

So after waiting long months and avoiding spoilers like the plague, the movie is finally out and Harry will not let his wimp of a girlfriend stop him from enjoying it.

So he shrugs in response to her petulance and flips the duvet back over her side of the bed. "Fine. Then, don't."

"But I want to spend time with you."

He flips the duvet again, patting the mattress invitingly. "Then come."

"No."

Flip. "Okay."

"Why can't we watch something we both want?"

"Because I have been waiting for this movie for a long time and I haven't seen a decent horror film in months. Look." He sighs and gestures to the shopping bag he came home with. "I've got your favorite snacks. And you don't have to watch all of it. Just come here and look away when it gets really bad."

Harry removes a bag of popcorn and opens it. He pops one in his mouth and smiles, tilting his head back on the stack of pillows behind him. He holds his hand out. "Come here, baby."

"No. I don't like you."

"Mhmm. Come here."

She stares at him for several long seconds and then gives in, reaching for his hand. Harry knows she's not going to be able to resist him.

Mia's spent the entire day following him around like a lost puppy, running her hand over his face. He's grown out a bit of stubble, which Mia is completely enamored by. She's not a fan of facial hair normally, but he's tidied it up a lot. He's cleaned up his upper cheeks and neck. She's kissed his face several times today.

She's also been very vocal about his hair. The way one side of it flops over his brow. It's long enough now that his curl pattern is returning. It's more like a wave right now, but Mia seems to be loving it.

He slides her closer once she's in bed, settling the duvet around her. She even opens her mouth when he presses popcorn to her lips.

"Can you just tell me when something is about to happen?"

Mia's already got her arms around him, laying right beneath his shoulder. She takes a deep breath, but Harry knows she's actually taking in his scent. She does it a lot. He especially loves it when her shoulders relax after she smells him. He wraps his arm around her waist.