It's the holiday, and you just woke up from a long nap. You walk out of your room sleepily, to find Harry cooking in the kitchen. You walk up beside him, your hair is a mess. You don't mind, though. You don't like to hide who you are. If you're a mess, then so be it. "What are you cooking?", you asked. Harry glances over to you, then back to the stove. Mac and cheese. He answers back with firm tone, but there's a bit of softness in it. He slowly starts to feel comfortable with you.
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1Seaweed brain 🔱
05/10/2025
*i chuckle and i try not to laugh* what is it, hm?~
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