"Don't know yet. Probably the sleep one though." He murmured, bringing his hand up to run it through Harrow's hair.
Gay Romeo and Juliet?
Harrow whined softly and wrapped his arms around to Rowan's back, pressing the other closer. "Goodnight my love, sleep well." he whispered in his ear, pressing a tender kiss to the area below his ear and nipping gently
(skip?)
(yep)
(What should they do?)
(Maybe skip a few days until the appointment to meet Sugar?)
(sure!)
Rowan had gotten up early that morning, before Harrow woke up, nearly bursting with excitement. He made them breakfast before running back into the bedroom and jumping on top of his fiance, wrapping his arms around him and rolling over, squeezing him tight.
"what in the- ah! Ro!" he giggled softly, He rested his hands ontop rowan's "Good morning my love," he turned his head and nuzzled Rowan's cheek "you're very happy," he noted with a grin
Rowan wrapped his legs around Harrow's waist and giggled. "I am! I'm very very happy." He peppered Harrow's face with kisses. "I made you breakfast~" He added with a satisfied smile.
Harrow traced the length of Rowan's legs and smiled over his shoulder into the kisses "oh really? and what did you make? He asked, finding Rowan's happiness contagious
"Muffins! And coffee of course." He replied, sitting up in Harrow's lap and playing with his hair. "I can bake things. I'm just not that great at cooking." Rowan added, letting out a small happy noise as he kissed the top of Harrow's head. "You're hair is so fluffy today." He commented with a giggle.
"I'm sure you're wonderful at cooking my love." He sat up as well and ran a hand through his hair, trying to tame it back away from his face with a tired smile. He yawned quietly and stretched, pulling the covers over his shoulders for warmth "It's always fluffy in the morning, I was thinking of cutting it so it wouldn't go into my face."
Rowan gasped and stared at him with sad eyes. “I won’t let you. I love your hair!” He said, pouting slightly but smiling again once he began playing with his hair.
Harrow laughed softly and leaned into Rowan's hands “fine, I’ll leave it be for now, only because you like it.”
“Yayyy!” Rowan laughed, ruffling up Harrow’s hair and laughing again, harder. He buried his face in his neck, squeezing him tight as he laughed.
Harrow whined in protest to the ruffling but couldn’t keep a smile from spreading on his lips. He hugged Rowan close and nudged his head “ready to start the day?”
Rowan nodded and rolled off of Harrow and stood up before getting hit with a wave of dizziness and stumbling onto the floor. He sat there for a second then jumped back up and scooped Harrow up in his arms, walking with him to the kitchen.
Harrow sat up completely and watched Rowan carefully. He wrapped his arms around instinctively when Rowan picked him up. “Are you alright? What was that?” He asked, looking Rowan over in concern
Rowan set him down with a smile and hugged him gently, kissing his cheek. "I'm fine, love. The doctor said I have iron deficiency, remember? It's just a symptom. Plus I haven't eaten anything yet! Let's have breakfast!" He replied, getting out plates and handing Harrow his food with another kiss.
“Hmm, still. Take it easy until the symptoms wear off.” He smiled at the kiss and happily took the food “thank you my love.” He found a fork and dig into the food
"But I don't want to take it easy! I want to do everything." He leaned against Harrow, gazing up at him with pouting eyes. "It's just dizziness..I'm not dying."
“Dizzy enough to make you fall?” He argued gently, pulling Rowan to him and nuzzling into his neck
“Yes. But you have nothing to worry about. I’m safe and we’re both okay, right?” He reassured him, pulling him into a hug and running his fingers up through his hair.
Harrow sighed softly and nodded “yes my love, we’re ok.” He kissed his head and leaned into harrow’s hand
Rowan smiled gently, leaning down to kiss the top of his head before finishing his breakfast. He grinned and took Harrow’s hands, kissing them both. “I love you~” He hummed, gazing into his eyes.
"I love you more, mon amour" he murmured, watching Rowan with a smile. He ran his thumb over the back of his hands as well as the engagement ring. He started singing softly in french and shut his eyes in content
Rowan gazed at him lovingly, pulling him close to his chest and swaying back and forth gently, stroking his hair. “You’re beautiful..” He murmured in between Harrows singing.
Harrow blushed and buried his head in Rowan's chest, still singing softly. When he finished the song he glanced at a clock and then back up at Rowan "we need to get ready my love," He murmured, reaching up and pressing a kiss to his fiance's lips "you're the beautiful one."
Rowan kissed him back affectionately, keeping his hands intertwined with Harrow’s. “No, I think it’s you, darling.” He insisted.