Harry Hook - Preppy Pink Princess
Requested By: Anon
Request: can i request one where harry hook and his girlfriend, the daughter of mother gothel, are at auradon & she’s used to him flirting a lot with everyone but when she sees him flirting with the daugther/son of rapunzel, thats when she gets mad/jealous (bonus if he’s caressing her face with his hook while he’s trying to fix the situation)
Authors Note: I’m really sorry about how short this is, and that it’s kind of rushed, but I still hope you enjoy it! I had a lot of trouble with this, and I’m not very happy with it, but I’m hoping it turned out decent!
“You’re acting ridiculous, love.” Harry laughed, his figure directly behind your own as you stormed up the stairs and toward your new dorm.
“What do you mean I’m acting ridiculous? How the hell am I acting ridiculous?” You asked, your voice dripping in venom as you slammed open your door and made your way inside.
Harry laughed again, his usually darkly outlined eyes bright and full of life as he made his way toward you.
“You’re jealous of a princess. A preppy, pink princess.”
You snickered, quickly crossing your arms in front of your chest and giving him a daring glare.
“I’m not jealous, okay?” You snapped, “But I am pissed off about the fact that you were flirting with some girl right in front of me!”
Harry gave you a smug grin, his eyes boring into you as he pressed his chest against yours.
“I flirt with everyone, Y/N.” He reminded, “Besides, I did it all the time on the Isle. What’s so different about me flirting with that chick?”
“Because she’s Rapunzel’s daughter!” You seethed, “And because there’s no reason for you to flirt with the people around here!”
“And there was a reason for me to flirt with people back on the Isle?”
“Of course there was no reason, but at least the people on the Isle knew not to flirt back!” You raged, your hand reaching up and poking Harry in the chest. “Besides, we’re at Auradon now. I can’t do anything to these people when they piss me off like I could back on the Isle!”
Harry cracked up at that, his eyes scrunching together in pure amusement as he threw his head back and laughed. Giving him another glare, you hit him in the chest, the whole situation just as serious to you as it was funny to him.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” He laughed. “It’s just so funny, seeing you get so worked up about this random chick. I mean, I get that you’re Gothels daughter, but still! It’s so unlike you!”
You rolled your eyes, an angry sigh escaping your lips as you continued to stand face to face with your way too amused boyfriend.
“This isn’t funny, Har!” You growled, your voice slightly more sad than it was before. “I know you’re just joking around and stuff, but I don’t like it when you flirt with people like that. I’ve NEVER liked it when you flirt with people like that. I mean, can you imagine how that makes me feel?” You questioned, your eyes holding a sense of insecurity that Harry wasn’t used to seeing.
“Hey…” He whispered, a slight chuckle still in his voice as he looked at you with the kindest eyes you had ever seen. “You know I’m just messing around. You have nothing to worry about.”
“Well, it doesn’t feel like it sometimes.” You admitted, your eyes looking straight at the ground as the embarrasment of you insecurities began to set in.
Harry let out a breathy sigh, the amused look on his face completely gone as he seen just how much his joking antics had affected you.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” He whispered, his left hand cupping your cheek and making you face him. “I didn’t mean anything bad by it. It’s just something I’ve always done.”
“I know.” You huffed, the warmth from his hand making you dizzy. “And I know you’re just messing around.” You continued. “But it just really gets to me sometimes.”
“Well then why didn’t you say anything?” He asked, a look of guilt and realization washing across his face.
You shrugged, your eyes looking straight into his as you attempted to explain. “I don’t know. I guess I was afraid of seeming like the jealous type.” You whispered, “Besides, we already have so many qualities that drive each other crazy. I didn’t want to give you another thing to add to the list of things to dislike about Y/N.”
Harry laughed at that, a small smile playing on his lips as he leaned closer to you.
“Love, I’m pretty sure I give you a new quality to add to my list every single day.” He joked, the hook in his right hand lifting from his side and gently caressing your face. “Besides, you look hot when you’re angry. I’d never dislike that about you.” He winked, the slight tickle from his hook making you shiver.
“But I am sorry.” He suddenly continued, his hand leaving your face and resting on your hip, the tip of his hook lightly pressing into the small of your back.”I didn’t know it bothered you that much. I won’t flirt with princesses anymore.” He promised, a small smile forming on his lips. “I’ll save it for the Isle girls.”
You rolled your eyes, his words seemingly insincere but his eyes holding a love so deep that you knew he really was sorry.
“You better be.” You chuckled, suddenly pushing him away from you and crossing your arms in front of your chest. Because if you keep doing it, I definitely won’t deal with it like a preppy, pink princess.”