Also drop questions bc I'm doing an ILY Q&A (which might be a YT video ooooOOO-)

Paige went back with Tony a mere week later.

You kind of guessed it would happen soon enough. Just not that soon.

Whatever. As long as they're happy. Hopefully the fact Paige isn't here will chill out Robin and he won't tell Harry what you did.

Meanwhile, Harry seems sad. You're not sure what's up, but he seems down.

"Hey, Harry? You okay?" You ask him. He's sat, slumped on the couch.

"Yeah." He says.

You look at him. "You sure?"

"Yeah." His voice doesn't sound as monotone. He's clearly lying.

You sit next to him and give him a hug. "Love you."

He nods, hugging you. "Love you too."

You glance and check nobody else is in the room. "Tell me what's wrong. You've been mooching around all day."

"I don't know. It's just one of them days, innit? Everyone feels sad for no reason every so often."

You nod. "Yeah, you're right. Will anything make it better?"

"Nah. Just you being here is enough."

You nod. "Alright. Budge over."

He moves, and you take your place besides him. Harry rests his head in your chest (yes guys in the titties before I get that comment) and cuddles you. You run your fingers through his hair.

"Thanks, Y/N. Nobody else cares enough to check up on me."

"You don't check up on anyone who isn't me, to be fair."

"Yeah, you're right. I can't complain, really." He forces a smile. "Feeling sad for no reason seems so silly, doesn't it? Like, your brain has so many chemicals and goops in it that now you're feeling depressed."

"Yeah, it is a bit silly. But it doesn't change the fact you're sad."

Harry says nothing for a few moments. "Y/N? How do you feel about finding our own place?"

"Our... own place?"

"We've been together a while, I'm just thinking... maybe we should get our own space. I mean, after the pregnancy scare, I'm thinking... well, if it was to happen for real, I wouldn't be upset. And... and also, this house seems to somehow be getting smaller. I don't know why, but it feels so crowded."

You nod. "Yeah, I have to agree. I mean, here we are, two adults, still living with all our friends."

"I won't lie, I don't care for half of them. Manny and Robin, yes. I can deal with Colin and Larry. But the rest... eh."

You hear the healthy crew in the kitchen, singing one of their songs. You listen to Shrignold upstairs blasting Careless Whisper for the 8th time in a row.

You nod. "It's loud."

"Yeah. Plus... I don't know, maybe it's just cos I'm in my feels, but I'm thinking we should move onto the next phase of our lives. I think I'm ready."

"You're ready? For... marriage? Kids?"

He nods. "Yeah. It's scary, of course, but yeah."

A smile crosses your face. "Let's do it, then."

He nods and smiles. "Yeah. Let's do this."