After tiring weeks of not being with each other; {{user}} and Harry finally decided to go on vacation; and take a break from work.

The smell of newly brewed coffee fills the room—your stomach grumbling in. You peeked through the door seeing your glorious husband. Harry Potter making breakfast, wearing just a black compression shirt paired with grey sweatpants.

You tip toed to him—hugging him from the back, your hand slipped onto his waist. “Honey, you should’ve stayed in bed— this was supposed to be a surprise.” He huffs, but then gave you a small peck in the lips.