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He Meets Your Family for the First Time

He Meets Your Family for the First Time

Harry- 'Babe, you want eggs for breakfast?' Harry called out from your kitchen, while you lounged on the mattress, flipping through a magazine on music absentmindedly. It still felt incredibly new and exciting for Harry to stay over, even though it had been happening a lot lately. He was in your apartment more often than not, and you suspected it also had something to do with him wanting to escape the constant presence of paparazzi at his own house. "Hmm, not that hungry," you yelled back from your comfortable position, stretching out your limbs once, only to settle back onto the comfy mattress. You heard him coming closer to your door and surely his head was poking in the room with a little pout on his face. 'I might've already made you a full English,' he trailed off sadly, and his facial expression made you giggle out loud. With a feigned groan of exertion, you lifted yourself off of the bed and walked over to his still only half-dressed form, pressing a firm kiss onto his lips – effectively wiping the pout off of his face. "You're lucky, I never refuse a full English," you exaggerated, which resulted in a laugh escaping Harry. "Might leave room for a little piece of you on the side though," you whispered in his ear as you passed him, cheekily slapping his shorts-clad bum. He let out a low sound, before following you back into the kitchen. The fact that Harry was such a good cook was incredibly attractive to you, and you immediately settled down at the breakfast bar to delve into the plate he'd prepared. Harry took the seat next to you and stroked your thigh while simultaneously taking bites of his bowl full of chopped up fruits. 'What're your plans for today?' He wondered, and you were about to respond when suddenly your front door swung open and your brother walked in. "Good morning [Y/N]! Your favourite sibling's here to—OH!" You let out a yell of surprise, panicking at the sight of your brother standing in your living room slash kitchen area, with your half-naked boyfriend next to you that he'd never actually met. 'Why are you not getting inside? Is [Y/N] up yet? We'll need to leave soon if we're all going to the— oh dear,' as if things couldn't get more embarrassing, your mum followed right after. "Oh my god," was all you stuttered out, standing up in an effort to somehow diffuse the attention. You could feel Harry's hand slipping from your leg and it reminded you once more of how incredibly awkward this all was. 'I am so sorry, I didn't know you had, well, eh, company. We just wanted to have a spontaneous family breakfast,' your Mum replied, obviously flustered as her eyes kept glancing over to Harry every once in a while. "You could've called! How'd you even get in!?" You wailed loudly, throwing your hands up in the air in frustration. A breath tickled your ear and a hand clasped around your wrist, as Harry let you know he was still a steady presence behind you, and whispered in your ear: 'Soooo, erm, you reckon I should introduce myself now?' You couldn't help the nervous giggle that escaped your throat at his comment, as you focused back on your brother and mom, both still fidgeting as if not sure where to go, or look or what to do. "This is definitely not how I imagined this going at all, but family – meet Harry, my boyfriend. Harry, this is my mom [Y/M/N], and my brother [Y/B/N]." Harry immediately walked over and held out his hand for them to shake. 'I know it's quite unconventional to meet the family while you're in your pyjamas, so I do hope you'll forgive me. It's lovely to meet you nonetheless,' he said, charming as always which put a smile back on your face. "It's quite alright, dear. As long as you treat [Y/N] well, and we know you do – we hear all about you all the time, we're happy to meet you too," your mum spoke up, a cheeky smile on her face as she took the opportunity to rat you out to Harry. He only looked over amused and gave you a blinding smile, before doing the same with your brother. 'Of course, I would like to leave a better impression than a half-naked one, and since you were looking to go out for breakfast and we'd just started.. Why don't I just whip up a nice full English breakfast for you two?' Harry asked, leaving you gaping like a fish when he didn't even consult you on inviting your family in like that. They smiled appreciatively and sank down on the breakfast bar, leaving you somewhat flabbergasted in the living room. "This did not go at all like I'd expected," you muttered as you passed Harry a shirt to throw on over his tattoo-littered chest. He shrugged and gave you a peck on the lips, 's not necessarily a bad thing, is it? I think it's funny.' You rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless, "of course you would. Now get back to the bacon Chef Styles, our guests are waiting."