tiny apartment in los angeles


You move in with him to his really big house and you kinda make it more homely because that’s what you’re used to and he likes the impact you have on the house


“You look perplexed, love.”

Harry’s voice pulled you out of your daze and you jumped a bit when his hand made contact with your shoulder.


“You’ve been standing in my doorway for the past five minutes and you still haven’t put down the box in your hands.”

“Oh. Right.” Your cheeks flushed slightly as you took a few steps into the house and set the box down on the floor.

“What’s wrong?” Harry laughed, coming up next to you and setting down his own box, “You’ve literally been in my house hundreds of times over the past year or so. Why do you look so terrified?”

“Because,” you shrugged, “it’s my house now too, I guess. Except, not really because all of the furniture and stuff is still yours; I only have things. So I kind of feel like…I’m living in your house but I’m still a guest and I don’t want to mess anything up.”

Harry walked in front of you and pulled you into his arms.

“Hey,” he said, “this is absolutely your house now, too. Okay? I never want you to feel like a guest.”

You sighed and gave him a smile, leaning your head against his chest and wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Can it be our house?” you asked.

Harry tightened his grip around you and kissed the top of your head.

“Yeah, baby. It can be our house.”

If someone had told you six months ago that you would currently be spending your Saturday transporting all of your belongings from your tiny apartment into Harry’s large, Los Angeles house, you would have laughed at them. You and Harry had been together just about a year, but the subject of moving in together hadn’t even been brought up until a couple months ago. You both had your own places and it was just as easy to spend time at one house or the other where you both had all of your own things and space laid out the way you wanted it.

It was only when Harry suddenly realized that you hadn’t slept in your own bed for over a week that he decided something had to change.

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Confessions: Part 1 (Trixya) - Sigyn

A/N: This idea just would not leave me alone after I watched episode 35 of UNHhhh. It was supposed to be just a tiny little one shot but after writing 5'000+ words and being nowhere near finished I decided I might as well just split it up and make it a thing. I have no idea how long it will actually turn out.

I know everyone’s tired of Trixya by now but I’m not so I’m not really sorry for this.

A lot of quotes from various videos of Trixie and/or Katya are incorporated into this, sometimes I flip them around.

There will be slight mentions of Pearlet and a struggling Shalaka throughout this fic.

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