#kit fluff

Since that moment, you had never wanted him to stop kissing you. He was no longer just your best friend. He was your lover and your world.

Trusting him hadn’t been easy in the beginning. You hadn’t had the best taste in men up until that moment, and truthfully, the tears you had shared with him prior to your kiss had been caused by other men. Men that had stood you up. Men that had cheated on you or made you feel as if you weren’t important.

Kit made you feel loved and safe even though you had been reluctant to trust him at first. Not because you hadn’t as his friend, but because your past romantic relation had taught you differently. He had been more patient with you than you had deserved. While you had blamed him for everything under the sun, things you deep down knew he would never do to you. Kit had never raised his voice at you, no matter how unreasonable you had been. He had just waited you out. He had waited for you to realise what you were saying, for you to break down crying in his arms as he whispered soothing words into your ear.

Slowly he had made you stop doubting him and your relationship. He was not any of your exes and it was not fair to keep holding your past against him. Kit had made it more than clear how much he liked having you wake up in his bed. He liked having you stay at his place for days, wearing his shirts and old sweatpants. Watching movies, cooking and laughing together, or crawling through his kitchen window drunk off your ass at 4 am in the morning because your boyfriend had forgotten his key.

He never made you doubt how much he loved having you around or how he wanted you with him all the time. He had just never actually said the words. Still, there was no doubt in your mind this was the right decision. Your surprise for him would be the best gift you knew how to give him.

Kit’s parents house were buzzing with life when you got there, but there was no actual sign of your boyfriend anywhere. You searched the house for a good few minutes, spending some time politely talking to his mom before sneaking upstairs to check his old room. You smiled as you realized your suspicion was right. He tended to retrive into himself when the world got too much. You knew how much he had loved his room as a kid, so this was the first place you had thought to look for him.

Your boyfriend had hid himself from all the commotion, sitting on his childhood bed reading a book, only looking up when he heard the sound of your voice.

“There you are,” you smiled, walking up to the bed and lowering yourself down next to him. Your heart skipped a beat just like it always did when his chocolate brown eyes found yours. No matter the situation, he always looked at you like you were the most important person in the world. He always gave you his undivided attention no matter what he had been doing, and you loved him for it. He always saw you; all of you.

“What are you doing up here? It’s your birthday. You should be with your family,” you gently scolded him, and he sent you an almost shy smile.

“Yeah well, it is also the day after Christmas. My entire family always descends on the house, and I am always kinda forgotten,” Kit mumbled almost sadly, staring down at the mattress between you. He looked like a wet puppy stuck on the outside of a glass door.

You tried to hold back you laughter, but a grin still slide across his face. He didn’t notice your amusement at first and he probably wouldn’t have if you had just been able to refrain from teasing him. You just couldn’t. He was pouting like a small child, and he was still your best friend. You couldn’t help but have a dig at him, even though this was clearly a sore spot for him.

“Oh you poor, poor baby,” you lovingly mocked him, making him look up at you in surprise. “Are you not getting enough attention?”

Kit faked a sulk, but you could clearly see the smile playing in the dark eyes you loved so much. “I never get enough attention,” he pouted, making you laugh and fling yourself into his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck, knocking him onto his back with you on top of him, taking him completely by surprise. You kissed him deeply and passionately, loving the feel of his arms wrapping around your waist, as he started kissing you back.

You were both panting when you pulled back. Kit looked up at you with a curious glisten in his eye and a smile gracing his gorgeous features.

“You have my attention, Mr. Harington,” you teased in a sultry voice, making Kit laugh before letting his face fall back into his fake pouting look.

“Yeah, well, you left me this morning. So clearly you forgot my birthday baby girl,” Kit fake grumbled, making you roll his eyes at him.

“I didn’t forget you dumbass, and I didn’t have an audition,” you confessed, pushing yourself off the bed, grabbing his hand, pulling your surprised boyfriend after you.

“You didn’t? Then why did you…” The hurt in his voice was slightly more real this time, and it tore at your heart.

“I was getting a surprise ready for you. I’m sorry I lied, but I needed a few hours to…” you began babbling, but were stopped by Kit pulling you into his arms, softly kissing your lips before smiling tenderly at you.

“I trust you,” he whispered, and a big smile spread across your face. You grabbed your now laughing boyfriend’s hand, pulling him through the house and towards your car.

Kit had tried to get where you were going out of you, but you had steadfastly refused to tell him as he begged, sulked, and whined next to you, making you laugh as you manoeuvred through the London traffic.

“My apartment, Y/N/N?” Kit raised an eyebrow at you as you pulled up infront of his building. If he was disappointed, he hid it well. Instead, he smiled, and you knew your excitement must have shown when you nodded before jumping from the car and running around to his side to take his hand, almost dragging him towards the door.

“Alright, alright. I’m coming,” Kit laughed, making you pull a face at him before you stepped aside, letting him unlock the door.

“You could have used your own key you know?” Kit raised an eyebrow at you, but you just shrugged, letting him walk through the door and into his apartment. Only, it didn’t look exactly the way he had left it.

Your pictures were on his walls, and a few of his furnishings were traded with yours. Some of your trinkets were on the surfaces of the living room, and your pillows were spread across his couch.

You smiled as you saw Kit freeze up, taking in the sight, before slowly turning to face you. “What’s this, Y/N?” Kit asked quietly, but with clear hope in his voice, and you beamed at him.

“I know 30 is a big deal. I wasn’t sure what to give you. I wanted it to be something you would remember. So I decided to give you me. If you will have me,” you explained starting to feel a bit nervous, suddenly unsure if this had been what he really wanted. Kit hadn’t said a word. He was just staring at you as you rambled. “I didn’t throw any of your things out. The are at a storage place in…”

You didn’t get further before his arms were wrapped around you, and his lips silenced you with a sweet, tender kiss. A kiss that was so filled with love and affection it almost brought a tear to your eye before Kit pulled back with a teasing glimmer in his eye.

“Giving me you, are you? Does that mean all of you by chance?” Kit teased, never letting you out of his arms or letting his eyes leave your face. You felt a blush creep into your cheeks. You had been together for almost a year, and he still made you giggle and blush bright red like a schoolgirl talking to her first crush at times.

You had had this moment planned since way before Christmas, but actually doing it was nerve-wrecking. Usually you were not the one in charge of your adult moments. Well you had been a few times and you knew Kit didn’t mind one bit. The thought of what you were about to do made you blush even harder before you manned up and regained your composure. You bit your lip as you opened your jacket, revealing what you were wearing to him, or not wearing as the case might be. Kit’s dark eyes instantly turned almost black as his eyes roamed your very light dressed body. You let him take in the site of you for a few seconds before you let the jacked fall to the ground. You turned away from him, making your way towards your bedroom, turning in the doorway to see Kit standing in the same spot with his mouth slightly a gab.

You giggle, making a come her motion with your finger as you leaned against the doorframe, and Kit was on you in seconds, hungrily kissing your breath away, and it took all the willpower you possessed to pull away from him to speak.

“All of me, Kit. Forever, or as long as you will have me,” you promised him, and his face lit up in the sexiest smile you had ever seen. An amused, surprised squeal fell from your lips, when Kit’s hands closed around your waist and lifted you off the ground before throwing you onto the bed. Before you could even comprehend what had happened, he was on top of you, sweetly kissing your lips for a few seconds, only stopping long enough to make you a promise that rang through your head as he made love to you that afternoon in you new home.

“I’m never letting you go, Y/N/N.”

Kit Tag Team

Kit Tag Team