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Harry walked in with a heavy sigh, closing the door behind him. Peter looked up from his sketchbook, smile dropping when he saw the tired look on his husband's face,
"Hey you okay?" He asked softly.
"Just a rough day," Harry sighed slumping onto the couch, giving Peter a small smile.
Peter put his sketchbook on the coffee table before crawling into Harry's lap, straddling the older males hips so he was facing him.
"Hey," Harry whispered tiredly.
"Hey," Peter whispered back, gently bumping their noses together.
Harry smiled briefly before resting his forehead on Peter's chest, sighing happily as Peter's fingers gently scratched his scalp.
Peter smiled and kissed the top of his head, Harry's arms looping around his waist and just holding him.

"I'm gonna take a shower," Harry mumbled a few minutes later, hugging Peter closer.
Peter laughed lightly, kissing the top of his husbands head again,
"Okay," He said quietly, making Harry look up at him.
"I love you," Harry smiled, "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Peter smiled back kissing him, "so much. Now go shower, then we can watch tv and cuddle."
Harry smiled at Peter's words, kissing him before the younger male got off him so he could shower.
Peter waited until he heard the water running, the grabbed all the pillows and blankets he could find and got to work.

A few minutes later after he was showered and dressed, Harry walked back into his and Peter's room and frowned.
"Peter? Babe what happened to our pillows and blanket?" Harry asked, freezing as he walked into the living room.
"What the...?" He asked.
Peter had set up one of the most epic blanket forts Harry had ever seen.
One large blanket made up the fort ceiling and walls, while the other blankets and pillows made a cushioned floor. Snacks and drink say at the entrance of the fort, Harry's favourite show on pause on the tv.

Looking over at his husband Harry couldn't help but smile.
Peter wore a too big "I survived my trip to NYC' shirt hello kitty pyjama bottoms.
"Ta-da," Peter smiled spreading his hands out.
"Peter what?" Harry asked.
"You were having a bad day. So instead of cuddling on the couch, I thought we cuddle in a blanket fort while watching your favourite show. I also got snacks and drinks for us," Peter told him.
"C'mere," Harry opened his arms, wrapping them around Peter tightly when the younger male walked into them.
"Thank you," Harry whispered, kissing the side of his husbands head.
Peter looked up at him with a lazy grin, making Harry grin back.
"Come on, lets cuddle and you can explain your show to me again," Peter said pulling Harry to the fort.

For the rest of the night the two of them cuddled up in the fort, watching Firefly and eating junk food.
As the evening went on Harry felt himself get lighter, the stress of his bad day slipping away.

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