[This is exactly what he’s missed, the way Harry holds him, touches him, kisses him. Teddy drinks it in, not letting Harry pull back even if he wanted to. Not until he’s done drinking in the taste of him again.
Once he’s had a modicum of his fill he settles back on the flats of his feet and smiles, letting the tie stay looped around Harry’s neck.]
Mm, now let’s finish getting you out of this—
[Teddy reaches up, going for Harry’s glasses, he can’t wear them in the bath they’ll just get wet after all. As he starts to pull them away he sees it, pausing for a second, shock showing in his eyes. Slower he pulls them off, if Harry doesn’t stop him.]
[there is something a little more serious about this time--his memory may be fuzzy but there wasn't really a baseline of such intimacy. dare he say it, even a little tender as teddy helps him derobe. it's a nice change, but he doesn't want to think it's anything it isn't when he's in such a fragile state of his own.
this time when teddy reaches for the glasses, harry sees it coming. and he could stop it, he knows, but for some reason he wants to see what happens this time. it takes everything not to react besides a slight flinch at first, but he sees the way teddy looks at it. he's expecting disgust, pity...but it's nothing like that. just surprised, and mixed with the tone of his voice, harry feels something in his chest unclench marginally.]
No. Can't feel much of anything there.
[he doesn't need to state the obvious either, that he can't see for shit out of it. he lets his good one slip closed for a moment, steadying himself before he starts shifting out of his trousers. he wants to get into the water, take the focus off himself and give teddy a massage and feed him a few strawberries.]
[Probably for the better he can't feel anything there, that would probably be uncomfortable, weird. He can tell Harry is trying to shut any questioning down, to shift the focus back to what they were doing, but Teddy is still quite interested. Can't take his eyes off Harry's new face.
New like he's gotten a whole new one or something strange, but no, he's still very much Harry Hart, but the scar isn't small, it's different, but even with it Harry is still devilishly handsome. That won't ever change.
For the moment he'll indulge Harry's desire to get on with things, moving to turn the water off, it's filled plenty now that when they get in it'll be just right. Nice and warm and bubbly, which he tests with a dip of his toes into the water, before slipping right on in. Settling in, Teddy picks up some bubbles and blows them towards Harry with a big smile.]
Well you must feel this, it's absolutely lovely, Harry.
[harry watches the voluptuous curves of his body as he sinks beneath the bubbles, plush and soft--just like he remembers. he looks as if he belongs in a renaissance painting, swathed in beautiful surroundings and stealing all the focus with his porcelain skin. he relaxes a little more, but he doesn't miss the way teddy is actually being somewhat gentle about this delicate subject--not letting it go or brushing it away like he'd expected. he's surprised, certainly, but he doesn't know if he's relieved or worried the other shoe might still drop.
that's nothing to do with his thoughts on teddy, rather, reflective of his own self-consciousness and newfound insecurity. but he overcomes it enough to slip in alongside him and offer a stretch of his lips into a smile. not one as big as teddy's--but why should he compete when the boy is radiant enough for them both? he doesn't reach for him yet, just shuts his good eye reflexively when the bubbles come sailing his way.]
I don't need both of them to know I should be feeling very lucky for your company tonight, Teddy. I couldn't have asked for a better welcome back.
[While Harry might not reach for him once he's in the tub, Teddy wastes no time in making sure there's some contact between them. Feet playfully teasing along Harry's legs as he sinks a bit further into the warmth and bubbles.]
And I couldn't have asked for a better surprise. Harry Hart, I thought I'd never see you again.
[A happy little sigh as his eyes close for a minute as he enjoys the moment, but still very aware of Harry.]
[harry can't help but smile softly, reaching for one of the strawberries and handing over a glass of champagne for teddy. but he doesn't hand him the strawberry--instead he keeps it between his fingers and extends it so teddy will have to dip his head back and take it between his lips.]
A real shame--I would have understood, but I'd have been quite disappointed. I've come to enjoy our little outings together.
[he reaches for his own champagne in the meantime, taking a sip with a small "ah".]
I'll be in London for quite a long stretch coming up, you know.
[He'll take the glass with a 'thank you' and a smile, expecting the strawberry next but Harry is being cheeky. He can play along, he's more than happy to. Leaning in he'll lap at the under side of the berry, swirling it up around and making sure to get the tips of Harry's fingers at the same time before drawing it partially between his lips to bite it in half.
Chewing and swallowing, he'll lick his lips as he pulls back, holding his glass up in a little cheer before having a sip.]
Will you be needing some company while you're around? My schedule just happens to be open, darling.
[he knew teddy would be able to follow along—always such a good sport and reading harry’s mind when it comes to playing coy little games like this. but he’d be lying if he denied how much he missed and honestly how much he needs that sensuality that’s hinted at by the little kitten licks of teddy’s fingers. he’ll happily drink that image in—and he’s fairly confident now that despite the hideous look of his eye, teddy is somehow still willing to spend intimate time with him. it brings a fond smile to his lips—something more wistful and reserved in it but no less touched or soft in his remaining eye.]
That’s exactly what I’ll be needing. In fact—I was even thinking of inviting you over for dinner at my home. I don’t mean to boast, but it’s been ages since I could properly entertain.
[a small smirk as he comfortably slides an arm around teddy’s waist to nudge him in closer.]
I’m told I make rather good meals—but I make a fantastic breakfast in bed as well.
[Harry thinks his new look would drive him away, but in all honesty? He looks pretty badass with the scar. Sure it's a little bit of a startle seeing it at first, he doesn't look like how he remembered, but it hardly ruins his good looks. Harry will always be dashingly handsome, with one or two eyes.
He's happy to slide up closer to Harry, leaning in against him as he sips at his wine more. Though he does pause a second, brows raising slightly.]
You want to take me home, Harry? Meeting the family now am I?
[He's kidding, but they've always had their little rendezvous at fancy restaurants and pricey hotel rooms. Pent houses. Never at any place Harry had called home. It felt important. It felt like more than just being a hook up, which he'd always enjoyed, but typically that sort of thing, at least the way he did it, never went to anyone's home.
Beyond a few men here and there in his life, but those times had been something a smidge more serious than just meeting up for a good time.]
I can't say I'm adverse to waking up to a lovely breakfast in bed, especially if you're there to greet me.
[well, that certainly feels as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. if not his appearance, harry had often thought the promise of something more intimate and deeper attached than a quick shag would be the thing to scare teddy off, at least since he'd returned from the dead at all. he'd genuinely been surprised to receive all those text messages--assuming instead that teddy would likely text him once or twice before finding someone better to spend his time with. it's not like he was hard up on his looks or charm.
maybe it's because of how raw he's feeling what with eggsy on his way to marry a princess, taking his advice about not having any regrets in life and the fact that he wants to try and take his own advice as well, but harry is feeling rather sentimental about all of this. it's hard not to grin like he's a childish young man all over again--eye bright and smile wide with a flash of teeth. it's rare and a little vulnerable for him, but with teddy at his side, he feels more than a little emboldened.]
I could do much more than greet you.
[that's the rumbling murmur against the top of teddy's head as he sets aside his champagne against the ledge of the tub to focus better on the boy.]
Hand-feed you, spoil you rotten--I have a lot of lost time to make up for, don't I?
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Once he’s had a modicum of his fill he settles back on the flats of his feet and smiles, letting the tie stay looped around Harry’s neck.]
Mm, now let’s finish getting you out of this—
[Teddy reaches up, going for Harry’s glasses, he can’t wear them in the bath they’ll just get wet after all. As he starts to pull them away he sees it, pausing for a second, shock showing in his eyes. Slower he pulls them off, if Harry doesn’t stop him.]
... does it hurt?
[Spoken softer, more curious than disgusted.]
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this time when teddy reaches for the glasses, harry sees it coming. and he could stop it, he knows, but for some reason he wants to see what happens this time. it takes everything not to react besides a slight flinch at first, but he sees the way teddy looks at it. he's expecting disgust, pity...but it's nothing like that. just surprised, and mixed with the tone of his voice, harry feels something in his chest unclench marginally.]
No. Can't feel much of anything there.
[he doesn't need to state the obvious either, that he can't see for shit out of it. he lets his good one slip closed for a moment, steadying himself before he starts shifting out of his trousers. he wants to get into the water, take the focus off himself and give teddy a massage and feed him a few strawberries.]
Come on.
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New like he's gotten a whole new one or something strange, but no, he's still very much Harry Hart, but the scar isn't small, it's different, but even with it Harry is still devilishly handsome. That won't ever change.
For the moment he'll indulge Harry's desire to get on with things, moving to turn the water off, it's filled plenty now that when they get in it'll be just right. Nice and warm and bubbly, which he tests with a dip of his toes into the water, before slipping right on in. Settling in, Teddy picks up some bubbles and blows them towards Harry with a big smile.]
Well you must feel this, it's absolutely lovely, Harry.
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that's nothing to do with his thoughts on teddy, rather, reflective of his own self-consciousness and newfound insecurity. but he overcomes it enough to slip in alongside him and offer a stretch of his lips into a smile. not one as big as teddy's--but why should he compete when the boy is radiant enough for them both? he doesn't reach for him yet, just shuts his good eye reflexively when the bubbles come sailing his way.]
I don't need both of them to know I should be feeling very lucky for your company tonight, Teddy. I couldn't have asked for a better welcome back.
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And I couldn't have asked for a better surprise. Harry Hart, I thought I'd never see you again.
[A happy little sigh as his eyes close for a minute as he enjoys the moment, but still very aware of Harry.]
And that would have just been a shame.
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A real shame--I would have understood, but I'd have been quite disappointed. I've come to enjoy our little outings together.
[he reaches for his own champagne in the meantime, taking a sip with a small "ah".]
I'll be in London for quite a long stretch coming up, you know.
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Chewing and swallowing, he'll lick his lips as he pulls back, holding his glass up in a little cheer before having a sip.]
Will you be needing some company while you're around? My schedule just happens to be open, darling.
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That’s exactly what I’ll be needing. In fact—I was even thinking of inviting you over for dinner at my home. I don’t mean to boast, but it’s been ages since I could properly entertain.
[a small smirk as he comfortably slides an arm around teddy’s waist to nudge him in closer.]
I’m told I make rather good meals—but I make a fantastic breakfast in bed as well.
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He's happy to slide up closer to Harry, leaning in against him as he sips at his wine more. Though he does pause a second, brows raising slightly.]
You want to take me home, Harry? Meeting the family now am I?
[He's kidding, but they've always had their little rendezvous at fancy restaurants and pricey hotel rooms. Pent houses. Never at any place Harry had called home. It felt important. It felt like more than just being a hook up, which he'd always enjoyed, but typically that sort of thing, at least the way he did it, never went to anyone's home.
Beyond a few men here and there in his life, but those times had been something a smidge more serious than just meeting up for a good time.]
I can't say I'm adverse to waking up to a lovely breakfast in bed, especially if you're there to greet me.
[He snuggles in closer, finishing off his glass.]
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maybe it's because of how raw he's feeling what with eggsy on his way to marry a princess, taking his advice about not having any regrets in life and the fact that he wants to try and take his own advice as well, but harry is feeling rather sentimental about all of this. it's hard not to grin like he's a childish young man all over again--eye bright and smile wide with a flash of teeth. it's rare and a little vulnerable for him, but with teddy at his side, he feels more than a little emboldened.]
I could do much more than greet you.
[that's the rumbling murmur against the top of teddy's head as he sets aside his champagne against the ledge of the tub to focus better on the boy.]
Hand-feed you, spoil you rotten--I have a lot of lost time to make up for, don't I?
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This is a splendid start, Harry. Though why wait until morning to hand-feed me? I'd love more of those strawberries.
[And love to tease Harry more while he feeds him.]