“Again?” You huffed, shaking the shampoo bottle a couple of times before squeezing tightly as an attempt to see if you could get any more out of it. You had only bought this bottle about two weeks ago and you were already out. Maybe you were just subconsciously squeezing too much into your palm whenever you washed your hair. It was odd, really. Your shampoo and conditioner supply had been running suspiciously low for the past month and you didn’t have any other explanation for it! Unless…
“S’cuse me, mister. I think you can afford to buy your own shampoo and conditioner.” You adjusted the towel wrapped round your body as you stepped into the bedroom, Harry looking up at you from his phone.
“What are you on about?” He asked, a smirk playing at his lips when you rolled your eyes at him. Harry always loved using your shampoo, you didn’t know why you couldn’t see it before. You had bought him his own bottle for his birthday but somehow, it was your bottle that ended up being finished and he barely touched his own. It wasn’t like you minded that he used your shampoo, you were just bothered by the fact that he would hog a majority of the bottle and leave you with a little squirt left!
“I’m accusing you of using my shampoo and conditioner.”
“I don’ know wha’ you’re talking about.” Harry was a terrible liar so you knew from the start you’d be able to squeeze the truth out of him.
“Are you sure you don’t know what I’m talking about?” You hummed, hitching your knee up onto the bed before crawling towards your boyfriend, Harry suddenly taking note of the playful smile on your features.
“Y/N…” He sighed, cheeks brightening up significantly when you crawled closer to him and nudged your nose with his.
“Tell me the truth…” You sang, pressing kisses to his cheek before trailing them down to his neck.
“Mm…” Harry hummed, thoroughly enjoying the treatment he was receiving from you before sort of snapping back into it. He shifted slightly upon feeling your hand slide underneath his shirt, his mind already bringing him to the many things you two could end up doing in the next minute. “…No, I didn’t use your shampoo.”
“Alright, well,” You pulled away immediately, hopping off the bed before going over to rummage through the drawers for your clothes. “Since you didn’t use my shampoo, maybe I’ve just run out! I’ll go and pick some up from Target.” You sighed casually, Harry blinking owlishly at how quickly you pulled away from him.
“Do you need anythi-”
“Fine, I used your bloody shampoo!” Harry snapped, tossing his phone to the side before crawling over quickly and reaching out to tug at your towel. “There’s no way in hell I’m lettin’ you go anywhere after you teased me like tha’.”
“And you’ll buy a couple new bottles for me after we’re done?” You grinned, Harry already working on loosening up your towel with one hand while the other explored your body.
What could you say? You loved your shampoo.
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