Rowan smiled and nodded, reluctantly sliding off his lap and getting food out for Sugar. He set her bowl in the kitchen and she bounced over, eating happily. He set a water bowl beside that and then joined Harrow back on the couch, leaning over and kissing his neck.
Gay Romeo and Juliet?
“Hmm, hi baby.” He murmured, tilting his head slightly and sighed softly. He glanced up when he softly knock came to the door
Rowan huffed and stood up, annoyed at being interrupted. He walked over to the door and opened it a crack, just to see who was at the door. Sugar stopped eating and barked softly, running over to Harrow and nudging his leg.
"What a shame, I was hoping to find Harrow alone." Zander glared at Rowan, shoving his hands in his pockets and scowling at the other. "where is he?" he asked, looking over Rowan's shoulder and scanning around for Harrow.
Harrow glanced down at Sugar and stroked her head "Love, who is it?" he asked, slowly getting up and walking over to where Rowan was.
Rowan looked shocked for a second before glaring at Zander, putting his hand out to stop Harrow from getting any closer. “Take Sugar, lock yourselves in the bedroom. I can take care of this.” He muttered under his breath, keeping an eye on Zander.
Zander smiled charmingly and shook his head "I don't need to come inside for him to hear what I'm going to say." He waved his hand dismissively and shook the hair from his eyes.
Harrow gently held Sugar in his arms, preventing her from exploring the man outside their apartment. "I'm staying here. I'm not afraid of him.
Zander laughed and looked at Harrow from over Rowan's shoulder "no, certainly you're not, especially when I look like him. How's that bruise healing by the way? is my mark on you still visible?"
Rowan stayed where he was, wrapping an arm around Harrow's waist protectively. "Why are you here Zander?" He asked angrily, shifting his weight to the other foot. The stab wound had been bothering him that day and Zander being there was making it worse for some reason. "You know you can't stop us from being together, why can't you just leave us alone."
"Because if I can't have him, you can't either." He leaned against the threshold and glared at Rowan "A Lancaster….wow, how low have you gone Harrow." He shook his head "anyways, your mother sent me Harrow, she wants me to apologies for whatever I did to you in the past."
Rowan tightened his grip on Harrow, glaring right back at Zander. "Apologies don't seem like your forte, Zander." He muttered, falling silent after that comment. He felt slightly lightheaded. They hadn't eaten since early that morning and Zander's appearance was slightly overwhelming.
“They’re not my strong suit no. But being persistent is.”
Harrow felt Rowan’s grip tighten around him and glanced over worriedly.
“I’ll keep pining for you Harrow until I’m dead. You know why?” He closed the gap between them and roughly tilted his head up to he was forced to look at him “cause you’re mine,” he let go and turned away, walking down the hall and leaving the building
Rowan wrapped his other arm around Harrow, hugging him tight. “I’m sorry..” He said quietly, leaning on Harrow slightly. “He must’ve followed me home..”
Harrow shut the door and walked Rowan over to the couch. “Don’t be sorry my love, you couldn’t have known.” He pulled Rowan into him lap and kissed his cheek “you okay?” He asked softly, stroking his cheek and noticing how pale Rowan had gotten
Sugar whined softly in their arms, confused by the sudden change in mood.
Rowan nodded, relaxing into Harrow’s grip. “Just a little lightheaded..probably just overworked myself. Are you okay?”
“I’ll be fine.” He reassured even though his heart was racing. He rubbed Sugar’s head and pressed a kiss to her nose “Want something to eat or drink?” He asked Rowan, nuzzling his neck.
“Are you sure? I can go find him and push him off a bridge if you want.” He suggested, completely serious. “I can make us lunch in a minute.”
Harrow laughed softly “no my love, that’s not necessary.” He kissed his cheek and gently nudged him off. He stood up and headed over to the kitchen “I’ll make some food while you rest.”
Rowan whined and slumped back against the couch. “But I want to help!” He argued, watching Sugar roll around a bit on the couch and play with one of the toys they had bought.
Harrow came back and leaned against the threshold leading to the living room “okay, promise not to pass out?” He asked with a smirk.
“Yes sir!” Rowan grinned, standing up and reaching his hand out to balance himself on the wall before walking over to Harrow happily. “What are we making?”
He shrugged and gently pulled Rowan to him. "I was going to make a sandwich with ham, cheese, toasted bread and shredded lettuce. We can make something else if you don't want that."
“That sounds great!” Rowan replied happily, helping him make the food. “We should probably talk about what just happened..” he said quietly, looking down at the food.
Harrow hesitated for a moment "Maybe later," he suggested softly, focusing on the food in front of him, hands still shaking slightly
“Harrow..please..we can’t keep brushing this off and expecting him to go away.” He said softly, looking up at Harrow and taking his hand, squeezing softly.
Harrow squeezes back gently “I know…” he took a deep breath and nodded. “Once we begin to eat, okay?”
“Okay..I love you.” He kissed Harrow’s cheek. They finished the foot and Rowan sat down, glancing over at Harrow as he began to eat.
“I love you more,” He sat down as well and took a couple bites of the food. “So what are we going to do about him? We can’t really tell our families cuz neither will listen. We can’t call the police cuz he has too much money and status. We can’t really move away cuz he’ll just follow.” Harrow leaned close to Rowan sighed softly
Rowan listened to him, realizing he had no idea what to do. “I don’t know..my dad had connections that might be able to help us ..but..well…that won’t work.” He said quietly, wrapping his arm around Harrow as they ate.
“And mom loves him to pieces so there’s no help there. Maybe your sister?” He asked softly, pulling his legs up into the couch and earned into his fiancée
“I can invite her over. I don’t know how she’ll keep it from our parents but we can talk it over with her. She’s pretty convincing and she might be able to get them to stop ignoring me.” He said, rubbing Harrow’s back.
“She’s be okay with it?” He asked softly “if she’s okay with then yeah, please do ask.” He leaned into Rowan’s touch and nuzzled into his chest