Baby, One more Time
He kissed Harry on the lips for the first time, without asking for permission.
Harry’s ears were red. He was trembling from his touch.
Tom noticed Harry’s distress and gently pulled him onto his lap.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” Tom whispered sincerely, wrapping his arms around Harry’s back.
Slowly, Harry lifted his head from Tom’s chest, his cheeks still flushed, but there was a glimmer of affection in his eyes.
“No, it’s not your fault. I overreacted,” Harry admitted softly, feeling a weight lift from his shoulders.
Tom’s arms tightened around Harry, offering comforting warmth. “You don’t have to feel embarrassed or apologize. We can go at your pace, alright?”
A small smile appeared on Harry’s lips as he leaned into the embrace. “Thank you…”