Snog Me Senseless 4
A/N: So this was supposed to be a one shot about kissing, but then it became so much more. Thanks to @team-styles for the teamwork between author and reader. Thanks, as always, to @little-black-dress-24, for the encouragement and for forcing me to have the courage to tell this story. I am so grateful to @melissas173, @niallandharrymakemestrong, and @emulateharry for their amazing suggestions and ideas.
For Soap, my tumblr little sis. I hope this one doesn’t embarrass you too much.
As soon as you hear the sounds of the other boys in the fraternity house stirring, you move to get dressed in your clothes from the night before. Harry, being the thoughtful boyfriend he has proven himself to be, clears the hallway so that you can use the restroom. And even though you wrinkle your nose at the smell of the place, and even though you are stunned at the amount of shaved whiskers in the sinks, and even though the room is as close to a garbage dump as you have ever seen; you still glide in with confidence because you know your boyfriend is guarding the entrance. You take care of your needs quickly, washing your face clean of any makeup and sliding into your clothes from the night before. You finger-brush your hair, hoping that no one really notices that you’re wearing the same clothes. Then again, you’ve never done a walk of shame, and you’re strangely excited at the prospect.