𝐌𝐀𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 [The Society x Harry Bingham]

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"Some people believed we would wake up from this, and the dream would be over and that everything would, again, be like it was before." - Becca

PART TWENTY FOUR
↳ popcorn and revelations

PENELOPE WATCHED HARRY LATHER THE SHAVING CREAM ACROSS HIS CHIN with a small smile and a softness in her eyes. Instead of snorting lines of god knows what off of his phone, here he was, shaving his growing stubble and sharing stupid expressions with Penelope in the mirror.

It was the day after the town meeting and Allie's announcement that she was confiscating all of the guns. Harry and Nell both knew there were plenty of hard times ahead of them but they were beginning to learn to take advantage of the small moments of peace in between each new nightmare.

As Harry finished applying the cream, he finally reached for his razor on the sink but a sudden idea came to Nell and the girl grinned, grabbing it a split second before he could. "Wait! Can I try?"

Harry raised his eyebrows teasingly, "I don't know, you're not gonna shave off my eyebrow 'accidentally' are you?"

Penelope rolls her eyes, her expression light as she responds, "Don't tempt me, Bingham."

"Alright, come 'ere," he takes a step back from the sink and gestures for her to stand in front of him. She does as instructed and before she can think to wonder what he's up to, he grips her by the waist; careful to avoid her wound and hoists her up onto the edge of the sink.

Penelope let's out a surprised laugh as he grips her thighs and wraps them around his stomach expertly. Harry hands her the discarded razor with a wink, wraps his arms loosely around her middle and indicates that he's ready for her to begin with a swift nod.

Ever so carefully, Penelope begins to slide the razor down his chin. She tries to keep a serious face throughout the process but it becomes increasingly harder as Harry gets restless and tries to sneak a kiss between each swipe of the razor.

When she's finally finished, she places the razor in the sink full of water and shaving cream behind her and grips Harry's cheeks between her hands. She places a gentle kiss on the end of his nose and announces, "done," with a pleased smile.

Harry smiles lightly and leans in to kiss her properly but the sound of forceful knocks against the door startle them both apart just as their lips touch, "Hey, Harry! You nearly done in there man? I've needed to pee for like an hour."

Harry leans his forehead against Nell's and groans in quiet annoyance. "Can't I just take a shit in peace?" he yells back to the boy, gripping Nell's hips before she can escape.

"Uh- dude. There's some people out here searching the house as well," comes the boys worried reply. Penelope grins and pecks Harry once on the lips before she nudges him out of the way and jumps down from the sink.