We Meet Again
Pairing: Harry Hart x Reader
Request: @thetempleofthemasaigoddess “HC for being Harry’s girlfriend when you were both in university studiyng entomology and than meeting him again when he’s a Kingsman and reconnecting with him? Thanks, you rock!”
A/N: This was meant to be headcanons but I thought it would make a brill fic!!
Nineteen years ago, you and the love of your life parted. Unexpectedly, granted. You’d both finished university, almost time for graduation, and then he vanished. One day Harry was there, the other he was gone, and you haven’t seen him or heard from him since.
It was the day before your 40th birthday, and you thought of Harry every day, especially leading up to events like this. You still loved him, and you hoped one day he’d come back to you. In the time you was apart, you’d never been with anyone else. You was waiting for Harry.
You hoped one day he would just walk into your shop, for butterfly keepers. That was your main passion between both of you. He promised one day if he ever found a rare species of butterfly, he’d name it after you.
You was at the counter at the back of the shop, tending to some butterflies in an enclosure, when you heard the bell on the door go. Spinning around, you went to greet the customer, but the words wouldn’t form in your mind and you couldn’t say a word.
The suited and booted man smiling softly before you with his arms open made all the memories come crashing back onto you. You wasted no time in running into his arms, holding him like he would just slip away again.
He came back.
“You came back.” you whispered between tears, looking up at him. “After all these years, you came back?” You couldn’t help but smile, and it was undoubtedly the best day of your life.
“Of course I did, Y/N.” Harry smiled, brushing some hair out of your eyes. “I couldn’t miss the love of my life’s 40th birthday now, could I? By the way, you still look as beautiful as you did nineteen years ago.”
You was speechless. You couldn’t quite fathom it. It was like he never left. “You’re staying this time, Harry Hart. No disappearing for nineteen years again, you better have one bloody good explanation.” you said, playfully nudging him.
It was surprising how you could both act as if you’d never been apart. You was both waiting for each other, there was never anybody else for you, and there was never anybody else for Harry. It was always you who had his heart, and from now on, it always would be.
Harry leaned down and finally pressed his lips to yours, and you’d never been so happy in your life, and you could hide your smile.
“We have a lot to catch up on, darling.”