It was there three year anniversary tonight, which is why you could say Eggsy was less than pleased when Harry to him to his work. "'aaaarryyyy," he whined as they entered the shop, "This isn't the most romantic setting you coulda picked, I mean I'm all for sex at work but not on a date." Harry remained silent as he dragged Eggsy into the dressing room, seemingly ignoring his whinging. As soon as the door was closed Harry pushed Eggsy into the seat spanning the back of the room, "Eggsy, I need you to be quiet and just listen to me for a moment okay? Nod for yes, shake for no," A simple nod followed, Eggsy being able to tell from Harry's tone that this was serious, "Now we have been dating for two years, in that two years you have put up with my disappearances, coming home riddled with bullets and bruises and you've never said a word. Tonight I think it's time you know the truth, I'm not actually a tailor."
Eggsy promptly burst out laughing, unable to keep it in anymore, "Is that why you brought me here?" he laughed, "I already know Harry. You can't sew for the life of you, though I have to admit, for people who don't look too closely, tailor is a good cover for spy." He giggled again, trying to calm himself. Harry stared blankly for a few moments, "How long exactly have you known?"
"Well," he began, "about 2 and a half years now. You went away about 4 months after we started dating, no texts, no call, I was a lil pissed that you'd just try to up and vanish on me… So I broke into your house. Thought I'd move everything an inch to the left or something just to piss you off or find you with some guy so I'd have a reason to punch you in your beautiful smug face." He smiled, leaning forward to peck Harry on his no longer smug looking face, "But instead I found your spare umbrella, why a bloke needs more than one of the exact same umbrella I had no clue so I decided to fiddle around with it, ended up breaking three of my toes sending a stun pellet into my foot."
"I knew it! I knew you didn't break your foot falling down the stairs!" Harry cried triumphantly, standing up and walking about the room, "Why didn't you confront me?"
"Well as I said, I wasn't really certain until two months afta, I was compiling evidence ya see? And I thought, he'll tell me when he's ready. Didn't think it'd take you 2 and a half years though." He grinned up at the now standing Harry.
"Marry me."
"Wha'?!"
"I mean, move in with me. You caught me off guard, I was going to ask you to move in once you'd gotten passed the shock and I'd shown you around, that's why I brought you here in the first place…"
"Harry!"
"Right sorry, Gary Eggsy Unwin, will you marry MOVE IN with me?"
"Course I will luv, and I'll marry you too, but let's wait a couple years yeah?"
"Absolutely! Now, would you like that tour?"