(fanfic)
Harry and Captain Marvel are standing outside Khaleesi’s apartment.
Harry, “She must be hungover.”
Captain, “Khaleesi can handle little bit of wine, Harry.”
Khaleesi opens the door. She is wearing a fucking hot black lacey satin night dress. She looks hungover. There’s Style TV playing in the background.
Harry suppresses a laugh and exchanges a look with Captain.
Khaleesi, “Guys what? Daenerys Targaryen deserves a break too.”
Harry, “We didn’t say anything, it’s just that, I haven’t seen you like this before and you’ve got marshmallow stuck in your hair.”
Khaleesi touches her hair, trying to get it off but fails and Harry starts helping her.
Captain, “Meredith needs us. But I guess, Harry and I will take care of it.”
Khaleesi, “Thank you. You guys are the best!”
A man’s voice calls from behind Khaleesi, “Whose at the door, babe?”
Harry turns red like an anime character.
Khaleesi clears her throat and shrugs, “I have needs, kiddo”
Captain smiles and says, “Cuddling and watching TV? I hope this one behaves.”
Harry, “Guys focus, national emergency.”
THE END.