Harry Hook x Reader Oneshots [DISCONTINUED]

Harry Hook x Readed ["Cookies"]

Harry Hook x Reader ["Cookies"]

The request said 'edibles' and I had to look up what that meant bc I thought it meant like chocolate or smthg. I'm more innocent than I thought -_-
Just in case other people don't know, (but I'm pretty sure all of you do...) edibles are weed cookies/brownies/other pastries.
    F/C/C = Favorite chocolate candy (ie: M&Ms, KitKats, etc.)
    Warning: mention of the devils lettuce (still fluffy as fuck though)
    *shorter than my attention span*

   
    I nibbled on a cookie that Uma had set out with big eyes. I LOVED cookies. Uma walked towards me and stopped dead when she saw me with the cookie.
    "Um . . . Y/N . . . you DO know what that is right?"
    My eyes flickered back and forth in confusion.
    "A cookie?"
    My boyfriend Harry, happened to be within earshot and burst out laughing.
    "Y/N, that's an edible." he snickered. "Uma confiscated it from Greg."
    "A what?"
    "Harry, can you take her home? I don't want her freaking out when it hits her." Uma said, biting her lip to hide her smile.
    Harry knocked my knees out from underneath me and carried me out bridal style. I clung to his shirt, still confused as to what the hell was going to 'hit.' By the time we were home, my surroundings were moving around me.
    "Woah . . ." I murmured, trying not to get dizzy.
    Harry laughed at my dazed expression. He kicked open the door (since his hands were full) and shut it behind him with his foot. He slowly lowered me so my feet were on the floor, but he was still supporting me. My knees buckled and I fell face first into the floor. Harry laughed and picked me up again.

I noticed his arms felt a lot more comfortable than before. And they were already really comfy before. I wrapped my legs around his waist and buried my face in the nape of his neck, holding on like a koala. He chuckled and lied down on his back on the bed, stroking my hair. I hummed into his shoulder, my whole body going limp.
Harry's hands rubbed my hips as I went into lala land.

TIME SKIP OF ONE HOUR BECAUSE YOU ARE A SLEEPY ANGEL

I opened my eyes and almost regretted it. The room was spinning, and my head felt fuzzy. I was also CRAVING some F/C/C. I got up, and ran into the doorway. I heard a deep laugh from behind me and I turned to see my boyfriend with a cocky smirk.
"Fuck off, I just need some F/C/C." I said stumbling to the kitchen, with Harry following to make sure my dumbass didn't hurt myself. I opened the fridge and squinted into it.
"Isn't the F/C/C in the pantry . . .?" Harry said, clearly amused.
I blinked a few times before slowly closing the fridge. Harry burst out laughing as I stood in the middle of the kitchen, trying to remember where the pantry was. He put his hands on my hips and guided me to the pantry.
"Oh, right." I said, blushing.
I grabbed the F/C/C and took a big bite/popped a handful into my mouth. Harry watched me as I ate my snack with a small smirk playing on his lips. He reached to take a piece before I grabbed it, and pulled it to my chest. Unfortunately, the unnecessary force I used knocked me backwards in my chair and I fell on the ground. I didn't care though. These were MINE and Harry was NOT about to take them.
"S-Stay away from my food! I-It's mine!" I said, hugging it protectively.
Harry was shaking from laughter, and raised his hands in fake surrender. I finished the F/C/C (A/N god damn that's a lot of chocolate . . .) and raised my arms expectantly. Harry helped me up and I buried my face in his shirt. He led me back to the bedroom and I clung to him like my life depended on it. He kissed my temple and rubbed my waist. We fell asleep like that, tangled together, in pure bliss.

But oh boy, Harry never let me forget it.

"Y/N where's the pantry again?"
"Shut UP."

Holy shit I posted a lot fast.  (6/26/20) was like THE DAY for requests.