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Eggsy's Prince

As fate would have it they happened to drive past Daisy's favorite park on the way home, sparking her request to go play there once they'd gotten out of their fancy clothes. Not the way Harry had thought they would spend their time until Daisy's bedtime, he'd rather fancied a quiet evening at home relaxing, but Eggsy immediately stated that that was a great idea with a very pleased look on his face. And when Harry gave him a questioning look over his visible enthusiasm for the idea Eggsy's grin only grew as he pointed out that the more tired Daisy was the more likely she was to turn in early. And sleep through the night. Ah.

"Excellent idea." Harry agreed.

"I thought so."

Sharing the need to grin now Harry was tempted to reach out and take Eggsy's hand and give it a squeeze but restrained himself. For the moment. He certainly had no intention of doing so later when they were finally alone.

And he really needed to stop thinking about sex or he was liable to hit something on the road or sidewalk, Harry reminded himself, which was another excellent reason to keep his hands to himself.

Thankfully he managed to get them safely home without incident and once there he and Eggsy quickly and efficiently worked together to get everything inside and into the kitchen while Daisy supervised and held the door open for them. Unsurprisingly Eggsy's house elf nature showed itself in the fact that just leaving the stuff there to deal with later was out of the question. Eggsy wanted/had to get started on a load of dishes and such first and shooed them upstairs to get changed while he dealt with the silverware and such. He'd be quick.

Knowing better than to argue when Eggsy had that look on his face Harry agreed to the plan and picking up Daisy to save time took her and Mr. Fox upstairs so that they could both get out of their formal wear. Daisy, thankfully, assured him very indignantly that she was perfectly capable of getting out of her dress herself when he asked, and so they parted ways at the top of the stairs so that they could each retire to their room for their wardrobe change.

Starting from the bottom and working his way up in case Daisy finished first and, in her impatience, decided to barge in on him, Harry traded in his trousers for much more leisurely and comfortable ones and then went to work removing the other articles of clothing without being disturbed.

Buttoning up the lightweight, short sleeved white shirt he'd decided on Harry took a glance in the mirror to confirm that his hair was still in place before turning around with the intention of retrieving the carefully laid out suit pieces he'd set out on top of his bed and see to them properly.

His bed.

Mind immediately turning to the activities that might occur on that bed later Harry smiled in anticipation, taking care of his clothing automatically as the majority of his thoughts focused on other, much more mind consuming matters. Like should he turn the bed down before leaving? Was it wrong to presume they'd use his bed? Would Eggsy be more comfortable using his even though that would put them within hearing distance of Daisy should things get...loud in the heat of the moment. Come to think of it was he getting ahead of himself, Harry silently scolded himself, assuming that that was what Eggsy had been implying earlier.

Eggsy deserved everything and what they had-might have together...Eggsy's happiness and wellbeing had to come first. And he hadn't even taken the other man out on a proper date yet. Not just the two of them.

Of course Eggsy was also twenty two and while it had been a distressingly long time since he'd been that age Harry did remember enough to know that sex was rather high on any young man's to do list. Far more important and desired than romantic dinners and trips to museums and other places of interest. Then again, young men weren't usually interest in long lasting relationships either. Eggsy was though, or at least Harry thought that had been made clear in their discussion earlier. Please Gods let them be on the same page there.

He would take Eggsy on dates in the future. He would make it clear to the world and most especially Eggsy that he was proud to call Eggsy his and bugger anyone who had a problem with that. He never wanted Eggsy to think that Harry considered him a dirty secret or a late midlife crisis. Though he supposed he was still young enough for that to be-but it wasn't. It wasn't.

And he wouldn't turn down the bed or do anything to suggest that he expected Eggsy to join him in said bed tonight. If that's what Eggsy desire than that was what they would do and the bed could be taken care of them. If, however, Eggsy was more inclined to take things slow and-oh damn, what if they ended up on the couch? That would not be good for his back later.

Fuck. That's all he needed. To throw his back out.

Thank all the powers that be that Eggsy's house elf magic had improved his health as much as it had, really, Harry mused darkly as he did his best to ignore what his various inner voices wanted to say about how the difference in age could potentially cause problems in the bedroom. He had enough to worry about, thank you very much. Focus on the present and go from there.

So he'd let Eggsy set the tone, he would not rush the boy into anything, and what he might lack in some areas he could more than make up for in experience and genuine care for Eggsy and his pleasure.

And now he was wondering just who Eggsy had been with before and that was not a road he wanted to go down. Fuck no.

A little fist hit the door.

"Unca Harry. Are ya ready?!"

"I'll be out in a minute, Daisy."

"Ogay!" The sound of small feet stomping away toddler style.

Right. Enough dilly dallying. He just needed to grab his wallet and he'd be ready to go.

Walking over to his bedside table Harry picked the item in question up and slid it casually into his pocket before turning and-Harry froze. Shit.

Turning back around in dawning horror Harry found himself faced with the question of whether or not he actually had protection should it be required that evening. Lube wasn't a problem but he hadn't brought someone home in quite a while and he had a bad feeling that he wasn't wrong to think that he'd tossed out his last, expired box weeks ago and hadn't replaced it. Fuck.

Opening the drawer to check, while telling himself Eggsy must have at least one in his room, Harry stared and then stared some more at the unexpected contents of said drawer. Well, two items that should not have been there to be exact.

Reaching down Harry gingerly plucked the folded piece of paper from its resting place on top of something that most certainly had not been purchased by him and then unfolded it. Harry wasn't even surprised when he saw what it said.

"All that sugar has rotted your brain or you have a death wish, Merlin."

Another knock sounded at the door, this one higher up and not nearly as loud.

Turning around Harry called out for Eggsy to come on in, fighting the urge to crumple the paper in his hand.

Now dressed in one of his ridiculously tight polo shirts and jeans Eggsy came in with a smile and almost nervous bounce to his step. "Hey, Daisy is ready and I-wot's wrong? Ya look like someone switched all your oxfords with brogues."

Shuddering instinctively at the thought of such a travesty occurring, Harry held out the piece of paper to Eggsy to insure Merlin ended up on his shit list as well.

Walking over to take it with a 'I'm very confused' look on his face, Eggsy shot him a suspicious look before turning his attention to the note.

"Take care of our elf." Eggsy read outloud, eyebrows rising questioningly.

Turning sideways Harry pointed down at the contents of the drawer.

Looking down Eggsy stared for a long moment at what Harry was point at and then started blinking hard, his bottom lip trembling in amusement before he burst out laughing as he picked up the brand new box of condoms, waving it in Harry's direction. "So I'm guessin these weren't here before ya went ta America, then."

"No. It was not."

Shaking his head while his chest still heaved with amusement Eggsy put the box back and then picked up the bottle of lube, which was about half full at the moment and had actually been purchased by Harry.

"Been makin a lot of use of this lately, hmmm?"

Preferring not to answer on the grounds that that would incriminate him, not to mention distract him, Harry pointed out that they were keeping Daisy waiting.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Returning the lube to the drawer Eggsy closed it and then reached into his pocket to retrieve something of his own, placing it on top of the table while looking everywhere but at Harry. While twitching just a little with nerves as he shoved his hands back into his pockets, note and all.

The question of why Eggsy was putting a baby monitor on his bedside table hovered on Harry's tongue for a split second before his mind caught on, aided by the twitching and slight reddening of Eggsy's cheeks. Eggsy kept that monitor by his own bedside so that he could hear Daisy calling for him at night. Eggsy wasn't planning on sleeping in said room tonight. He was planning-hoping to sleep in Harry's room.

"Figured...so I wouldn't forget it later."

"Good idea."

"Yeah?" Eggsy was all adorable sexiness as he peered up at Harry through his lashes.

He deserved a medal for lasting this long without taking Eggsy to bed, wonderful as he was, Harry decided as he moved in to subtly shift their positions so that they were chest to chest as he lowered his head with the intention of making it very clear just how good an idea it had been.

Which was of course Daisy's cue to very loudly yell for them from the hallway to 'Hurry it up!'.

"Later?" Eggsy asked with a sheepish grin.

"Later."

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Given that the weather was still agreeable the three of them decided to walk to the park in mostly companionable silence, Daisy full of energy as she hurried ahead with Mr. Fox's paw tightly clenched in her hand. It was beyond adorable, in Harry's opinion, how she was showing off that she knew the way all on her own. And since Daisy wasn't all that fast and knew enough to stay well away from the road and traffic they let her have her way, confident that they could easily reach her in time to advert any disaster. Not to mention the fact that any time a stranger drew close she immediately ran back to walk at Harry's side until the way forward was clear of pedestrians once more. And since she didn't require them to hold her hands at the moment Harry took the opportunity to lace his fingers together with a surprised Eggsy, who immediately beamed at Harry as he gave their hands some teasing swinging. Eggsy moved in a little closer as well, in his own little show of 'we're a couple'.

When they arrived at the park it was to find three other children playing on the playground equipment while two women on a nearby bench supervised them. Harry wasn't surprised when the women immediately waved flirtatiously at Eggsy and called out hellos to him before giving Harry a thorough looking over as well as they nodded in turn.

The looks they gave him would have been somewhat flattering if not for the way the two went a tad bug eyed when they clued into the fact that he and Eggsy were holding hands. Also Harry was pretty sure he remembered seeing both women in that glimpse Chloe had shown them of Eggsy and Daisy at the park.

"Friends of yours?"

"Nah. They're just part of the Yummy Mummy Group."

Brows furrowing, Harry's 'Pardon?' sounded horribly priggish to his own ears.

Eggsy smirked. "It's just what I call em and these two other mums that come here with their sprogs most days."

"I see."

"Hey, they go to all that work, least I can do is appreciate it."

"While they drool over you."

"I am pretty sexy, yeah. But taken." And so saying Eggsy brought their joined hands up to his lips and kissed the back of Harry, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Though maybe ya should lay one on me, just ta make sure they know they can only look, no touchin."

Given that any hesitation or attempt to draw things out led to Daisy interrupting them immediately Harry didn't pause, just leaned in to give Eggsy the thorough snog he was asking for and to hell with anyone who might be watching as Eggsy's cap hit the ground. All that mattered for the moment was Eggsy and how bloody right and good it felt to kiss him and draw him up against his chest as Eggsy shifted up on his toes to give them a better angle to work with.

And Harry kept right on snogging his man until air was required and they had to break apart before they ended up in a breathless heap.

"Well that'll show em." Eggsy breathed out with a delighted grin.

Tightening his arms around Eggsy just a little Harry grinned back. "I aim to please."

Giggling

Which had not come from either of them.

In tandem with Eggsy Harry looked over and down to see Daisy with a hand over her mouth, apparently trying and failing to muffle her giggling as she stared up at them with obvious glee.

"Ah. Right."

They were in public. With small children running around. Damn.

Turning Eggsy loose with regrettable quickness, naturally Eggsy found that hilarious and started openly laughed at him, Harry turned his full attention to Daisy while trying to hide how utterly mortifying it was to be caught making out on a playground.

"Our apologies, Daisy. Do you need help getting on the equipment?"

Or me to whack your brother upside the head for finding this so hilarious, apparently?

Rather than answer Harry's actual or silent question Daisy held out her hand and taking it Harry allowed her to lead him over to the lowest platform where even someone as small as Daisy could step up and onto it. Why she needed his help Harry couldn't begin to guess but he was willing to give her a hand if she felt she needed to be careful about it.

Once she was on the platform Daisy let go of his hand and then crooked her finger in his direction, apparently wanting him closer to her level for whatever it was they needed to discuss. Shit. What did she want to talk about?

Crouching down Harry gave her his full attention as she leaned in close to whisper to him.

"Unca Harry, you's is Eggsy's prince now, right? You'll give im hugs and kisses and beating up mean people who try and hurt him. Like in Disney."

Actually, according to a couple of videos Eggsy had shown him on YouTube Disney couples were pretty much doomed to fail in a lot of cases, but Harry wasn't about to burst the three year old's bubble. Especially since Daisy's parents were an even worse example.

"I'm not a prince, Daisy, but I will do all those things for Eggsy, yes. And you as well, if that's all right with you."

"Yup." A beaming smile. "I'm gonna climb now. Hold Mr. Fox for me?"

"Of course."

Taking the offered stuffie Harry watched as Daisy turned her attention to climbing the ladder up to the next level platform while Eggsy came up behind him, giving his shoulder a teasing shove.

Giving Eggsy a nudge back Harry smiled at Eggsy who smiled back at him just as broadly.

Then together they followed Daisy around the playground while keeping Mr. Fox safe from harm. And getting dirty.

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Proving hardier than expected Daisy spent an enjoyable hour and a bit enjoying all the playground equipment with Harry and Eggsy's help. They even joined her on the swings for a while, much to her serious amusement judging from her giggles over it. But finally she was ready to turn in and once they were home Daisy's attentions turned to supper and what they were having. Since neither he nor Eggsy was that hungry Eggsy made some sandwiches and that was more than enough for both them and Daisy, who started to nod off a little at the table as her long day caught up with her.

Deciding her bath could be put off until the following day Eggsy slugged her over his shoulder fireman style and took her upstairs to get her ready for bed while Harry took care of the dishes for once. Mainly because they were only plates and cups and Eggsy was willing to trust that he could handle that at least without his personal supervision.

He did an exemplary job if Harry did say so himself. Mrs. Talbot would be proud of him.

And having done his best to ensure that Eggsy's kitchen was as clean and perfect as usual Harry took a deep, calming breath and then left the room to head upstairs to say good night to Daisy if she was still awake by the time he got there.

And find Eggsy.