Rowan spotted Harrow in their bedroom and grinned, dropping his bag near the door and slipping his shoes off. He snuck into the bedroom and hugged Harrow from behind, pressing kisses to his neck and cheek.
Gay Romeo and Juliet?
Harrow jumped and let out a yelp in surprise, "Ro don't do that! you're gonna give a heart attack!" he giggled and turned to give him kisses "How was work?" he asked, pulling the other close and curling up with him
Rowan giggled madly and sat down with Harrow in his lap. “Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t resist.” He pressed a couple more kisses to his lips. “It was good! I forgot how nice it is to do something other than sleep. How about you? What have you been up to?”
"Not much," harrow said with a shrug, snuggling up in Rowan's lap and resting his head in the crook of his neck "Just some editing and sending files to my boss so she can check them over." Rowan's happiness was contagious, causing harrow to break into a smile when he remembered what he was looking for before he had scared him "I'm also looking for the puppy I was talking about before."
Rowan gasped happily. “I forgot about that! What kinds were you looking at?” He asked curiously, practically bouncing up and down with happiness.
he laughed at the other's enthusiasm and reached over for his laptop, opening the lid and showing him what he had found "So far I've got a few rescue huskies from a shelter a few hours from here." he explained, showing Rowan the pictures and descriptions of each of the dogs
Rowan’s eyes were sparkling by the time Harrow was done showing him the dogs. “Can we get all of them?” He cooed, pressing his face into Harrow’s shoulder.
“I wish, but I don’t think your apartment is big enough for 5 dogs, love. Let alone that many huskies.” He pressed a kiss to fiance’s head “how about we start off with one?”
(husband?? XD)
Rowan pouted but nodded. “That would probably be best.” He said, leaning against Harrow as they looked at the puppies. “Which one though?”
“Whichever one you want,” he said, scrolling through the pictures and descriptions once again
“What about you? I’m not very good at making important decisions.” He said, resting his chin on Harrow’s shoulder.
“neither am I love but I made the decision to marry you so I think I’m getting better.” He pressed a kiss to Rowan’s head and scrolled back up to the top “how about this one? Her name’s Sugar. And she’s adorable!”
Rowan giggled and bounced a little. “She is adorable. I love her already!” He grinned, squeezing Harrow’s hand.
Harrow scrolled through all the information on sugar and her behavioral history. “She seems great, a bit crazy at times but still pretty good. At the bottom of the page he found a section to fill out an appointment to meet Sugar. “There,” He said, typing out his and Rowan’s name at the bottom “we can go see her on Saturday.” He shut the laptop and set it aside, pulling Rowan close
“Husband? Did we get married while I was asleep?” He giggled, pressing kisses to Harrow’s neck and ear. “Not that I mind.” He grinned.
(oh my gawd…..i hate autocorrect…)
he opened the computer and glanced back at the screen with a sigh "that's not what I meant…." He fixed the mistake and shut the computer again, pulling the other close with a small laugh "Although I do like the sound of calling you my husband."
(haha you’re good. They act like husbands)
“Me too. When we figure out what to do about Zander, then we’ll get married.” He smiled, flopping over onto his side and hugging Harrow.
Harrow shook his head “forget about him. He doesn’t matter. I just want to get married as soon as possible.” He wrapped his arms around the other and cradled the back of his head
“But what if he tries to ruin our wedding? I want it to be perfect.” He bumped his nose against Harrow’s. “Just a little while longer, darling.”
“It will be, my love. I promise.” He kisses harrow softly with a small smile “I’ll wait for you forever my love.”
“That doesn’t sound very fun. But I can’t wait. And then we can go off somewhere alone. Somewhere where Zander can’t find us.” He murmured, kissing him back.
“Hmm, that sounds nice,” he murmured against his lips. “Where would we go? I know we’ve talked about going to Europe but never a specific place.”
“Anywhere we want. France, Spain, England, somewhere down near Greece or Croatia maybe.” He murmured, nuzzling close to Harrow and pressing a kiss to his jaw.
“I’ve never been to Greece before,” he mused, tilting his head down to catch Rowan’s lips with his own. “We can probably go around to all those places, like a mini tour. And I can show you where I grew up.” Husband smile widened the more he thought about traveling with Rowan
Rowan grinned and nodded, gazing into Harrow’s eyes. “I’d love that. I haven’t been home in years. I love Europe.” He said happily, tangling their legs together and wrapping his arms around Harrow.
(His official name is Husband now….)
Harrow gazed back, seeing the same happiness he felt reflected in Rowan’s eyes. “Me too, it’s so much fun over there.” He pressed a kiss to Rowan’s nose “so it’s settled? Once we figure out all this mess with Zander and get married, we’re going to Europe?”
(lmao I love ittt)
Rowan nodded and giggled, scrunching up his face at the kiss. "I'm looking forward to it. But we need to get away from Zander, and I have no idea how to actually do that."
He sighed heavily “me neither, unless mom finally opens her eyes and see’s he no good I don’t think there’s much we can do. I’ll have to talk to her tomorrow about it.” He flopped back on the bed and shut his eyes, trying to figure out any way to convince her that Zander was not who he wanted to marry, much less spend his entire life with
"Do you think he was the one who stabbed me? I don't remember anything from that night besides..maybe…going to the hospital. If it was him, you could always tell her. It wouldn't help his case." He suggested, laying his head on Harrow's chest.
He flinched at the mention of the dreaded night where Rowan had gotten stabbed. “That would help, except we have no proof it was actually him and he probably has enough money to tip anyone off from looking deeper into the situation.” He stroked Rowan’s hair with his fingertips, his other hand beneath his shirt to rest on his lower back