L.P.O.V.
When we arrived at home, I pulled the car into the garage and turned off the engine. I got out and walked to Harry's side and opened the door for him. Once he stepped out, I closed the door then I clicked the button on the wall near the door that lead into the house, to shut the garage door. When it closed, I walked inside the house with Harry who closed and locked the door behind him. I watched as he walked upstairs, so I followed after I had turned on a lamp in the living room. We went into the bedroom where I noticed Harry undressing. I watched for a couple seconds then I looked away, walking to my side of the bed. I took off my watch, placing it on my nightstand then I removed my coat. After fully undressing, I got into clean boxer briefs and a pair of basketball shorts then I laid on the bed. Harry had gone into the bathroom to change and this is where I get curious only because when he changes in the bathroom, he's putting something sneaky on. I heard the bathroom door open and Harry walked out in one of my old jerseys from high school and boxer briefs, or so I thought. I smiled at him as he walked to the bed. "You look good in my clothes." I told him and he smiled, crawling onto the bed, "They're comfortable since they're big on me." He said, now laying beside me, his head on my chest. I put one arm around him, resting it on his side as I used my other arm to grab the tv remote. I turned the tv on and looked through the channels. Now since it's that 25 days of Christmas, we decided to watch Elf. Good movie, yeah? During the movie, Harry and I have shifted around a few times. He's now laying on his back, in between my legs with his head on my stomach. My fingers were running through his curls and my eyes locked on the tv as were his own. We didn't really watch the movie from the beginning only because it had started before we got home, but there was still at least an hour left I believe. As the movie came to an end, we shared laughs at certain parts then when it was officially over, we laid there in silence. I turned off the tv, tossed the remote then tangled my fingers in Harry's hair. He sat himself up and turned his body so he was laying on mine, well sort of. Half of his body was on mine. I watched as he rested his hand on my bare chest and traced my "It Is What It Is" tattoo, then I watched as his finger went down the center of my chest, moving it down to my waistline. He smiled a bit when he noticed I was watching. "Soft touch, feels nice." I said. "Everything I do to you is nice" He said and I chuckled. He's right. "And that's the way it should be, love. I should never hate anything you do unless it's intentional." He smiled once more and kissed my cheek, "Well, seeing how you are now stuck with me, I'll be doing some intentional things just to bug the living shit out of you." He said with a smirk. I groaned, leaning my head back. He laughed and fell onto his back beside my body. "You'll survive it, I know it." I heard him say. "I hope so." I chuckled. --