My first fanfic. Please leave a review! Any comments are appreciated. Thank you for reading.
Warning: HARTWIIIIIIN
"Roxy," he begins carefully. She looks up from her novel, eyebrows raised. "Have you ever wondered if Kingsman agents ever get drunk? I mean, with all the booze they're always downing. Is it even possible for them to get drunk?" She gives him an amused look from across the coffee table.
"No, it's never crossed my mind," she replies. "Why?"
Eggsy gives her a wicked grin.
"Harry," Eggsy calls from inside the dressing room. Harry glances towards him while still examining a long catalogue of newly arrived fabrics. Eggsy just had a new suit made.
"Yes, Eggsy?" he asks, strolling over to where the boy has his head peeked out from the door.
"I'm having a part- I mean, a little soiree. Saturday evening. I was wondering if you would like to come?" Eggsy asks politely, not giving anything away.
"Ah. Although I'd love to, I have to attend a gala Sunday morning in New York," he responds, referring to a mission.
"Oh right," Eggsy suddenly exclaims. "I forgot to tell you, Roxy wanted me to pass onto you that it's been cancelled." In truth, Roxy pulled a favor with Gawain and so the agent was subbing for Harry.
"Is that so," Harry says, slightly surprised. He gives Eggsy a small smile. "Well, then. I suppose I have no excuse to miss out on a… Saturday evening soiree," he adds dryly. No doubt he's called Eggsy's bluff. But Eggsy just gives him an innocent grin.
"Great." He opens the dressing room door fully. Harry's eyes widen slightly, lips parting to form a small 'o'. "How do I look?" he asks, gesturing at his new suit with a coy smile.
"The jacket is a bit short, to my taste," Harry manages. Eggsy scowls. "But…" he adds. "A very good quality make, if I do say so myself." Eggsy gives him a questioning look. Harry winks, looking Eggsy straight in the eye. "If you know what I mean." Eggsy turns pink at the comment and promptly shuts the door.
"Ten gallons of Guinness," Roxy says, pointing at a stack of boxes against the wall. She gives Eggsy a smug smile.
"Fucking hell, Rox," Eggsy whistles. "If Harry doesn't pass out, I don't know what I'll do." Roxy shrugs.
"So what's your plan? You can't just have him drinking all by himself. And I'm positive he won't just start drinking excessively."
"I got it, bruv." Eggsy grins. "I'm gonna challenge him to a drinking competition."
Roxy blinks.
"Um, hate to break it to you, Eggsy… but you don't keep your alcohol down very well. And certainly not as well as someone like Harry."
"Nah, I know. But I'm just going to look like I'm drinking a lot. Harry definitely won't let himself lose to a novice like me. It wouldn't be gentlemanly," Eggsy explains.
"And how, exactly, are you going to fool a senior Kingsman agent?"
"Leave that," Eggsy says with a steely determination, "to me."
And that's a wrap for now. Next chapter- Harry gets drunk. XD