TITLE: The Case Of Missing Clothes
AUTHOR: Vid Z.
PAIRING: Harm/Singer
WARNING: pure, sugary, fluffy fluff.
DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc of the TV show JAG are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this fic. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
AN: I seem to be on a roll with Harm/Loren fics lately. And I don't think it's gonna stop anytime soon.
SUMMARY: a short piece of domestic fluff.
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Harm was looking through his closet for something to wear. It was Fall already and kept getting cooler.
But he was stunned to notice something strange about his clothes.
'Since when do I have so few T-shirts? And where are my woolen socks? And why are my remaining T-shirts so stretched out?'
He grabbed one of his black T-shirts and headed for his living room. "Loren..." He was just about to say something more when he was frozen in his tracks by the sight before him.
A fond, loving smile stretched across his face and he tip-toed closer to the couch. Getting down on both knees he took a minute to observe his beloved.
Love for his beautiful wife overwhelmed him once again and he bent down to kiss her softly on her full, warm and soft lips and then moved so he could kiss her large belly, where their child slept. A little more than a month to go.
He chuckled softly when he noticed that she was wearing one of his missing T-shirts, his sweat pants and his warmest woolen socks. It seemed only his clothes fit her any more. His question was answered. 'So, that's where all of my clothes have gone. No wonder the T-shirts are so stretched.'
He quickly kissed her on the nose, rose to his feet, covered her with a blanket and went into their bedroom to put a few of his remaining T-shirts into her drawer.
THE END.