FIC: The Tea Shop Girl (Part 1/?)
So you know that epic Harrison Osterfield fic I keep teasing you guys about? Here’s part 1. I don’t know how many parts this is yet. But anyway.
FIC: The Tea Shop Girl
Pairing: Harrison Osterfield/Reader
Also featuring: Tom Holland in a supporting role
Summary: Harrison falls for the girl that runs the tea shop down the street.
Author notes: She’s American, because I’m American. :)
Warnings: Swearing, multitudes of fluff. No smut in this part, but maybe in the future…? Stay tuned.
“Harrison! Come on, man, are you almost ready?” Tom Holland called out impatiently from the living room of the flat he shared with his best friend, Harrison Osterfield.
“Just a minute, I’m fixing my hair,” Harrison replied from the bathroom. He put a little gel in the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands together, and raked his fingers through his blond hair. He wanted it to look extra good today.
Tom groaned loudly. “Harrison. We’re going to get tea, not to the Oscars!”
“I want to make sure I look perfect!” He pushed a wayward strand of hair back into place.
“Oh, bloody hell, what for? In case the Queen pops round?”
Harrison, finally satisfied with his hair, ran down the hallway. “I’m doin’ it, mate.”
Tom scrunched up his face in confusion. “Doing what? Pissing me off? Because you’re sure doing a bang-up job of that.”
Harrison rolled his eyes as he pulled on his sneakers. “No, you twit. I’m going to ask her out today.”
“Ask who… oh. The tea shop girl.” Tom smiled. “Fucking finally. You’ve been pining for this girl for two months.”