How could he not? After dreaming about this so long, Eggsy wasn't willing to just give up. Shifting, leaning into Harry, his tongue sweeping over the other man's bottom lip.
And then that blasted voice.
"Oh come on," he roared, shifting back and away from Harry, looking up toward where the camera was. "It's a bloody kiss," he sighed, slumping. Because dammit, he knew that Merlin was right, but fucking hell.
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Date: 2016-06-06 01:38 am (UTC)And then that blasted voice.
"Oh come on," he roared, shifting back and away from Harry, looking up toward where the camera was. "It's a bloody kiss," he sighed, slumping. Because dammit, he knew that Merlin was right, but fucking hell.