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[worldofpureimagination19]

Secrets (Harry Hook x Reader)

Request: Hi, can you please do a Harry Hook one shot where he and the reader are cuddling and being cute and all. Then Gil walks in and has a fanboy attack because he ships them.

Requested by: @oneandonlyizabelle

Word Count: 1535

Author’s note: I really hope you enjoy this. I may have went a little overboard.

“Again,” Harry smirked, as he brandished his sword.

You huffed and got back into your starting position. Your (h/c) that was once in a neat bun was now messy and hanging in your face. You loved and hated training day all at the same time. You loved the smell of the ocean and being outside for hours on end. You hated the pain that you would feel later while laying in bed.

The only other thing that made all of this training worth it was the pirate in front of you. Getting to watch his muscles ripple with every swing of his sword. His piercing blue eyes staring into your (e/c) ones. The smirk that made your stomach flip when he thought he had the upper hand on you in a sparring match. His laughter was what currently brought your attention back to the fight at hand.

“If you take a picture it’ll last longer, love,” Harry’s Scottish accent purred, as he swung at you again.

You rolled your eyes, as Harry’s smirk grew. Swords clashed as you two picked up the pace. Swinging and dodging each other’s blows as if it were second nature. Harry trash talking the entire time while you just smirked or laughed at him. Harry was in the middle of making a comment when you decided to make your move. As Harry spun and swung his sword at you, you smirked and expertly maneuvered out of the way, throwing Harry off. Taking advantage of his moment of weakness, you spun and quickly pressed the tip of your sword to his throat.

“You should watch your mouth sailor,” you smirked. “Maybe next time you won’t be so easily beat.”

Harry smirked, but his eyes softened when he looked at you. A genuine smile sliding onto his face. Your smirk slowly morphing to match his gentle smile. About a month ago, you guys had decided to take your friendship to the next level and test out the waters of an actual relationship. You and Harry had been on patrols when Harry stopped you in the alleyway and pulled you into a gentle and sweet kiss. Your heart had stopped and time had stood still.

From that moment on you guys became inseparable. Harry considered you his girl and you considered him your man. You two had to keep your relationship a secret though. Uma didn’t allow dating in her crew. She considered it a distraction from her larger mission of bringing the people of Auradon to their knees.

“Listen up crew!” Uma yelled, pulling you from your thoughts.

You finally lowered the sword that was still pointed at Harry’s neck.

“Enough training,” Uma commanded. “For those of you not patrolling, get some rest. The others, go get our money.”

A chorus of ayes came from the crew as people went their separate ways. You stood there for a moment and stretched your limbs, already feeling your muscles begin to get sore. You had only joined Uma’s crew six months ago and your muscles still weren’t use to all of this sword fighting.

“Are you patrolling tonight lass?” Harry asked, placing his sword in the holder on his hip.

“No,” you sighed. “I am going to relax tonight. I already feel so sore.”

Harry walked closer to you with a concerned look in his eye. He was so close you could feel his breath on your face.

“Why don’t you use my bathroom,” he whispered. “And when I get back from patrol, I can help you relax those beautiful muscles of yours.”

You felt his hook trail up your side as his pinky wrapped around your own pinky finger. You two never risked holding hands outright incase Uma saw you. You bit your lip and nodded your head, looking up into his beautiful blue eyes. He smiled softly at you before releasing your pinky and backing away.

“I’ll see you later then,” he smirked, before walking over to Gil to start his patrol.

You sighed as a bright smile appeared on your face. You made your way to Harry’s quarters and quickly jumped into Harry’s nice warm shower.

Harry’s POV

I walked quickly through the streets of the Isle, wanting nothing more to get back to (Y/N) who was probably laid out on my bed in one of my shirts. Gil was taking his sweet time and was driving me crazy. He continued to blabber about everything under the sun.

“Hey! You know what I was thinking,” Gil said for what felt like the hundredth time.

“What now?” I mumbled.

“You and (Y/N) would make the cutest couple,” Gil said with a smile.

My eyes grew double in size at the mention of my name, (Y/N)’s name, and the word couple all in the same sentence.

“What did ya say?” I sneered.

“You and (Y/N) would…” Gil began to say before I cut him off by shoving him into the wall of a nearby building.

“Ya say anyhin’ like that again, and I’ll hook ya,” I snarled at him. “There is no datin’ on Uma’s crew. Ya understand me?”

Gil nodded his head, and I let go of his jacket.

“Now let’s get this over with. I’m tired.”

Your POV

You laid on Harry’s bed; your hair still slightly damp from your shower. You kept stretching out your arms and legs, hoping to get rid of some of the soreness. Sighing, you looked out the window and looked at the cloudy skies of the Isle. You always wished you could look up and see stars one night.

The bang of a wooden door made you jump, looking to see Harry quickly make his way into the room. He slammed the door with a stern look on his face. He was clearly annoyed about something. As soon as he turned his head to look at you though, the stern look melted off and turned into a soft smile. His brow unfurrowing and his eyes gleaming a little more.

Without a word, Harry came over to the bed and flopped down on top of you. He buried his head into your stomach, as his arms secured themselves around you. Your hand instinctively went to his messy brown hair and began brushing through it.

“Gil’s annoyin’,” Harry’s muffled voice met your ears.

You smiled and chuckled lightly while you continued to massage Harry’s scalp.

“What did the little puppy do this time?”

“He just won’t get off the idea that you and I should be together,” he sighed.

“You don’t think we should be together?” you joked. “Cause I think it sounds like a pretty good idea.”

With a groan, Harry sat up so he was hovering over you. His blue eyes stared into your eyes, as his hand came up to lightly caress your check. You leaned into his touch with a content smile on your face. These were the moments you cherished the most, the quiet and soft moments with Harry. No one around to bother the two of you.

“I think it’s Gil’s best idea yet,” Harry smiled down at you.

Harry leaned down and your lips met in a sweet and light kiss. When you had first started dating Harry, you thought all his kisses would be rough and wild, much like he was. But you unlocked this softer side of him that only you got to see. Feather light, passionate kisses filled your life and filled your stomach with butterflies. Every kiss felt like the first time.

Harry pulled back a little bit, but your noses and foreheads were still touching. He rubbed his nose against yours, just enjoying getting to be this close to you. Opening his eyes and pulling away a little bit, he gave you a look that you were pretty sure was made of just pure love.

“Did I ever tell ye,” Harry whispered. “That yer the most beautiful lass in this world.”

A small blush dusted your cheeks, and Harry’s smile grew wider. The crinkles by his eyes becoming more prominent. His hand ran threw your hair and you sighed with content.

“You’re too good for me Harry Hook,” you smiled.

Harry started to say something when his door flew open. Too shocked to move, you both stayed entangled with each other. Gil came strolling in like he owned the place, and you nearly died of a heart attack.

“Hey Harry!” Gil said happily. “I forgot to tell you that…”

He stopped mid sentence when his eyes fell on the scene before him. His eyes grew large and then a large smile filled his face. He looked like he had just seen the best thing in the world.

“Oh my god!” Gil nearly screamed. “I knew it!”

The next second Gil was running out of the room continuously yelling he knew it.

“Shit,” Harry growled, as he sprung off of you.

You watched Harry charge out of the room after Gil. You laid in Harry’s bed in shock, praying Harry got to Gil before Uma heard him. A small nervous laugh bubbled out of your chest before you covered your face, hoping the pillow smothered you before Uma had the chance to kill the both of you.