#leverage: redemption reader insert

Your heart seemed to skip a beat as it felt heavy in your chest. What is this, a love confession? The last client didn't fall in love with you did they? Your neck and ears seemed to burn hot as you stared at the note. No name was left.

"So what does it say?" Sophie asked.

You looked over at he "Nothing, just-"

"A love confession!"

You jumped as Parker's voice sounded from right behind you, where she had read the note over your shoulder.

"Parker!"

She skipped around you and plopped down on a stool "Who do you think it's from?"

You shrugged lightly, speechless at the sudden turn of events.

"There's no name?" Sophie asked as she came over and plucked the note from your hand "Wow, how bold, and romantic." She mused.

"Well it is almost Valentines Day." Harry spoke up from the other side of the bar.

You met this eyes and he had his brow raised as he made the suggestion.

"I don't know." You said slowly "Maybe it's from the last client?"

"You two did seem to get along really well." Breanna noted "You gonna reach out and ask?"

You shook your head "No, I don't think so." Placing the note back in the flowers, you smelled them, your eyes fluttering closed for a moment.

Whether or not it was from the client, or someone else, the thought was kind. Though the message would linger on your mind all day.

Harry watched as you took the flowers to the kitchen, saying you were going to put them in some water. He forced his smile to stay hidden as his own heart pounded in his chest. At least you seemed to like them.

He hoped you would like the others as well.

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The next day as you sat at the bar once again, talking with Sophie about the most current con, you jumped slightly when Breanna burst into the rom.

"Guess who got more flowers?" She said in a sing-song voice.

Looking over you saw a bundle of yellow flowers wrapped in brown paper. Your heart jolted in your chest as she brought them over to you.

"More?" You said with a soft breath as you looked down at the fully bloomed branches of yellow jasmines.

Gently touching the flowers, you saw another note dangling from one of the branches. Grabbing the note, your heart was pounding heavily in your chest. Would the note say who they were from this time?

"Look's like someones got a secret admirer." Breanna said with a suggestive raise of her eyebrows.

"Or a stalker." Eliot added as he crossed his arms.

Harry sat up a bit straighter at this "No" he laughed awkwardly "Surely they're just...thank you's or- or something."

Sophie, Eliot and Breanna looked over at Harry with a curious stare. He raised his brows in an attempt to appear innocent before glancing over at you.

He could immediately tell you were too preoccupied with the note to have heard anything they said.

'Yellow Jasmine: Affection, Joy, Friendship.'

Still no name, and the meaning was not as abrupt, but the message still made your heart radiate warmth. Though there was a sense of concern lingering beneath it. It all depending on who they were from in the end.

Sophie moved her gaze from the suspiciously acting Harry, to you. "Any name this time?"

You tore your eyes away from the note and looked up at her, shaking your head.

She hummed before looking over at Harry who looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

Smiling softly she turned around "Well, as curious as this all is, that's enough of that for now, we've got a con to do."

Harry let out a relieved breath as everyone's attention turned away from him. His eyes fell on you as you gently an your fingers over the flowers.

He smiled softly as he watched you for a moment. Tomorrow, he would tell you. Tomorrow he would know for sure if his feelings are returned.

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Making your way into the building with an arm full of groceries, you immedietely noticed the lack of voices or noise coming from within the building. You looked around you, seeing no one. Frowning, you wondered where they all went.

As you looked through one of the bags, you took out the boxes of chocolates you got everyone lingering on the one you got for Harry. You wish you had the courage to tell him how you felt, but you didnt.

Looking over at the table your eyes landed on the jasmine flowers you put into a vase. You wish you had the confidence to do something like that.

Your mysterious secret admirer had yet to make a real move and part of you was relieved. You hated turning people down.

Looking back at the box of chocolates, you let out a soft sigh. If they were from Harry though...

As you heard the door open and close your eyes rose, to see Harry standing in the doorway. Partially hidden by the staircase.

"Hey Harry." You smiled.

"Hey." He greeted in response.

"Where'd everyone go?" You asked as you took some more groceries out of the bags.

"Uhm, out, I guess. They'll be gone for a while."

You frowned slightly, knowing that to be odd, as everyone should have been here by now. As you turned back to Harry, you saw a bouquet of red tulips in his hands. You paused in your step as your heart seemed to do a flip in your chest.

Harry looked down to the flowers and then back to you "Oh, yeah. These are for you."

"More flowers?" You asked softly with a mild tone of bewilderment.

Taking the flowers from him, you were aware his eyes were locked on you. Seeing yet another note, you gabbed it and opened it. Expecting to see another typed out note from an anonymous person.

But instead, the note was written in pen, in familiar hand writing.

'Red Tulips: Declaration of feelings; love.'

Your eyes slowly rose to meet Harry's and he was clearly nervous, as his brow raised slightly.

"This is your handwriting Harry." You said softly, your tone conveying your surprise and confusion.

He nodded slightly, as a ghost of a smile played on his face "Yes it is."

"The other flowers were...from you?"

He nodded again as he placed his hands behind his back "They were."

Your face was frozen in surprise for a moment and you saw Harry's trepidation. But slowly a smile stretched across your face.

You shrugged your shoulder lightly. "All I got you was some chocolates."

"I like chocolates." He said with a soft chuckle.

Your smile grew as you looked at the tulips. "They're beautiful Harry. They all are. But...why this way?"

He smiled and shrugged his head, knowing you were asking why he would confess how he felt like this.

"I was feeling...brave, and slightly romantic given the fact that Valentines Day is right around the corner, so, you know, I went with it."

"Well it's definitely the most creative confession I've received."

"You get a lot?" He asked playfully and you chuckled. He cleared his throat before he spoke again "So, you've received the confession, and now, you return the sentiment, I hope?" He asked softly.

Turning away, you grabbed the box of chocolates from the table before scribbling on it with a nearby pen.

Walking back over to Harry, you handed it to him.

Harry read it with a soft chuckle.

'Chocolates: For returned feelings'

Looking back up to meet your eyes you smiled at each other softly for a moment before he motioned his head towards the exit.

"Wanna go get some dinner?"

You smiled and nodded your head "I'd love to"

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