“Come on. Up on the bed with me, Harry.”

Arthur hums, gently strumming at his guitar and smiling as you settle next to him.

“Hey, handsome.”

He mumbles, laughing softly as you cut him off with a gentle and loving kiss.

“Just don’t let my sister see us.”

He murmurs, starting up a song and glancing at you.

“Oh, it’s what you do to me..”

He’s cut off by the door swinging open, his sisters voice ringing out.