He knew people were worried about him, after all it wasn't like he didnt know that... that man was on the loose. His brother had been very adamant that he be aware of the possibility of being discovered. Harry had not heard from his mother, as far as his brother knew she was going through therapy, parenting classes, and some other things to catch ...those... behaviors again. Harry felt that she was likely ashamed of herself, and likely felt like a failure. It was good she got help, even if he felt a little resentment towards her for not doing those things before. Shaking his head to clear it Harry finished off his reply with hope for a meet up with his blood brother sometime soon and sent it off. He was happy he was getting some kind of close relationship to his biological brother after being practically strangers before. That man had not wanted them to be close.
After logging out of his email he looked over his laptop, green eyes drifting to the lounge chair that was covered with a pop up canopy. Honey-senpi was sleeping on it, He wondered if he would mind Draco wondering over to accompany him there. He was very sure the smaller blonde wouldn't mind in the slightest. With a thoughtful look he let his glasses slide a bit which shielded his eyes allowing them to drift over to said blonde. Draco was sat just at the end of the couch he, himself was on, his attention drifting between his phone, his silver laptop, and the sleeping blonde. He wondered what had him so busy, Draco did his homework during his lunch break, saying it was batter to get it out the way ao he wasn't distracted when business called. He didn't involve himself with it, not unless he had to. Being the second son had it's advantages he supposed, if he ignores his treatment before Lucius stormed the house.
Humming lightly to himself he stuck a hand in his bag, feeling around at the bottom until his hand bumped into something soft. Wrapping his finger around it he pulled. An orange bag came out which he set on the table and opened. There were needles, thred, swatches of fabric, small containers of beads and lace and buttons. He kept looking around the room at each club member, Haruhi was doing homework, a few books sat around her on the floor qehere she worked. Tamaki hovered around her as he attempted to do his own. Kyoya ignoring him as he did whatever he did in that black book of his and his laptop, he had a thin stack of paperwork in a small binder also. Hikaru and Kouru were frowning at their own paperwork, shuffling it around and typing information or something into their laptops as they flipped through what looked like either magazines or booklets.
Harry's hands continued to pull things out as his gaze landed on the tallest of the hosts. Mori was doing gods know what on his laptop, but was checking on Honey-sempi occasionally. Harry dropped his eyes to his materials with a faint flush on his cheeks. He thought Mori was so handsome, but he wasn't sure if there was a chance for him. after all he had been through, maybe talking to his therapist about it would help.
He sighed as he looked through his fabrics, before picking a deep blue, a blue so light it looked white, and red. He looked at his other materials, he picked a container of threads and pilled out what he knew would blend well into the fabric but would be strong enough so that it would hold without tearing. His thin fingers picked a needle he felt wouldnt compromise his chosen fabric and threading it starting thred through before setting it aside for use. Harry knew what he wanted to do without having to draw it out however he wasnt home, so doll scale would have to do. he drew his design and cut it out without much thought. putting away what wasn't needed anymore as he went along as to leave more space. He didn't like mess and knew if he needed it where it was. He cast a quick look around so see everyone was slowly clearing the areas around them as they worked through whatever work they were doing, and honey was now awake working on his own. Harry quickly looked over to Haruhi for a moment before he nodded to himself and started placing fabric together, pressing down what needed to be with the flat of his pencil. The noise around him slowly faded out as he worked, on his little project.
Mori handed Mitsukuni his notes and looked around, the blonde glowered at the notebook. Mitsukuni had been doing some family work as his father was away on other business and yesterday had been a long night for them both but Takashi was able to nap at lunch. His dark eyes flickered to the smallest dark haired host. He was utterly focused on something small he was doing. Takashi couldnt help but focus on small, nimble fingers as they worked for a moment, completely ignoring the work his own father gave him to do. It took a minute for him to realize he was watching Hari sew lace down. Feeling stared at his dark eyes spanned the room making contact with the steely silver orbs of one Draco Malfoy. Playing off his stearing Takashi inclined his head in a slight nod to the blonde before switching his gaze to another host. It would seem that he would be interrogated by the blonde sometime soon, this was the third time he has been cought staring today. Need to work on stealth, he mused to himself.
LATER
Harry hummed to himself as he went about his nightly routine. He checked his windows to insure they were locked before sliding thuck wooden shutters over then from a slot in the side of his windowsills. Each got latched into place, he made sure to check his outer bedroom door and lock that and placeing a heavy duty door pole underneath the knob before checking the windows in the sitting area, covering and latching those as well. He picked up a few stray items to put away before going back to his bedroom and shutting that door. He put away his things before going back to his door ro lock it.
Harry knew that it was alot to do within the house, while on the third floor, in a gated house in a gated community. it was, but he felt compelled to di this nightly. his family had a way of getting in if they absolutely needed to and if anyone some how got in qhen they shouldn't there was a secret room within his room.
Taking a calming breath Harry turned ro pbserve his room, he had gotten a new bed. This one was high off the floor, but low enough to see that noone was on it. All of the furniture was flush against the wall, so noone could hide behind it. everything was in light colours to prevent deep shadows to hide in and the room had items that glowed on the dark as to prevent the eoom from ever falling imto darkness completely. He even had glow in the dark stars painted onto the walls so if anyone got past his defense he could wee their movements.
paranoid?
yes
Harry didn't care one wit about that fact though. It made him feel safe and it helped calm him. He flicked off his main light and climbed up into his bed. Once he made himself comfortable he plucked up the small bag he had on his floating side table and took out his earlier project. He would work on it for a bit before he got too tired and went to sleep. Noting to himself to text Narcissa to let her know his room was locked down.
That night Harry dreams of a strong chest at his back and strong arms around his waist. Of wonderful food, pleasant conversations, and having fun. He dreams of Happiness.
updated 07/08/2022
