“Mount Fuji.” Harry answers smugly – he was the one who named him, and Y/N looks over to him with the fondest eyes he’s ever seen.
“Mount Fuji? That just made him even cuter!” She all but whines, looking down at the dog seriously, “I will give all my love to you.”
Harry slides off the barstool, walking over and crouching down besides the two of them, “Y'know usually he doesn’t like strangers. Think you might be some sorta dog whisperer.”
Y/N looks over to him, but there’s no witty quips at her mouth, only smiling at him with the softest gaze he’s ever seen her have, eyes filled with so much unadulterated love for this Pug and it makes his heart swell with warmth.
Harry vows that one day, he’s going to get her to look at him like that.
Harry is on the football team and Y/N steals a dog