au where harry comes back after a long mission and he’s in some grocery store, waiting on a long line bc there was no food in his house. it’s pretty late and he’s annoyed.
the young man in front of him is holding some baby food and a young baby girl. and that baby is staring right at harry. sometimes when a baby is staring at you, you can’t help but try to make the baby smile. especially since the baby looked like she was crying earlier. so harry starts with a small smile, followed by sticking his tongue out a little. the baby cracks a smile and harry is pleased with himself. he doesn’t know what comes over him but he even attempts to make a funny face. the baby girl is giggling now and the young man holding her, turns around to see what is making her laugh. cue harry getting caught making a stupid face at the most gorgeous young man he’s ever seen.
embarrassed, harry awkwardly clears his throat and with much dignity he has left, bids the young man “ah, good evening.” the young man smiles at him and laughs. he turns to the baby girl and is like, “ey daisy, you makin’ friends with posh strangers now?” he laughs and introduces himself; eggsy. harry introduces himself back and the two begin talking while waiting on that long grocery line.
at the end, harry ends up with a phone number and a little baby girl waving “bye-bye” at him.
Eggsy thought he was going to hate living on campus. His
mates had told him stories of the randoms they’d been assigned during their
first years, and the horrors that had followed. Missing food, broken dorms, sex
in the living room. Ovens exploding, couches being ripped into by dogs, and
booze at every corner.
Needless to say, Eggsy was apprehensive about starting
university. It didn’t help that his roommate, Charlie, had given off such a
pretentious and posh vibe that Eggsy feared Charlie was one snap away from
having a butler throw him out of their room.
But it worked out. Charlie was still an arse, but he was a
charming arse, and did his part around the apartment. He kept his part neat,
always helped with the food and utilities, and didn’t stink up the place with
cigars or weed like the people next door.
It also helped that Charlie came with an older brother.
Harry.
Eggsy had no idea what Harry did for a living, I think it
was mentioned that he was a tailor at some point? Maybe a banker? But Harry
could have been a model for all Eggsy knew. The older man dressed in fitted
–sorry, bespoke—suits and carried himself elegantly as he wandered through the
rooms to help Charlie and Eggsy set up their living space.
Harry also tended to buy them a lot of stuff. They were a
few weeks into classes and Harry still dropped by from time to time, buying
them groceries or books or general supplies. Even if Charlie was in class,
Harry would take Eggsy out to get school supplies and food. It was… a little
weird. Which he told Roxy, Charlie’s girlfriend, as they ate a café just off of
campus.
“I think Charlie’s brother is hitting on me,” Eggsy
reported, biting into his sandwich, mulling over the most recent event in his
head. Harry had offered to pick up some cleaning supplies for Eggsy on his way
to the dorm, and then asked if Eggsy wanted to get lunch afterwards. Eggsy had
declined because of his plans with Roxy, and he could swear that Harry had
accepted the rejection with a sad tone to his voice.
“You think so?” Roxy asked, one eyebrow climbing towards her
forehead in disbelief. She had very little interaction with Harry despite
dating his brother, and from what she’d seen, Harry didn’t seem the type to hit
on his brother’s friends.
“Probably?” Eggsy amended, uncertain from Roxy’s reaction.
“He’s helping us out with the living costs? And he hangs around our room a lot,
even if it’s just me there, and he likes to buy anything we need. He’ll start
buying Charlie’s stuff, but then when Charlie isn’t there, he’ll buy stuff for
me and then buys me lunch and dinner and other stuff I like, like these
trainers.”
“You thank him though, right? And you don’t feel obligated
to pay him back?”
“Of course! I make sure to thank him and try to dissuade him
from buying stuff, but he insists!” Eggsy chewed on his bottom lip in
frustration. “I wish he’d stop sometimes, but I don’t have money to buy stuff
all the time.”
“Well…do you think
Harry is hot?” Roxy asked.
“Yeah?” Eggsy answered immediately, confused by the line of
questioning before his eyes widen and he followed it up with, “I mean, I guess?
I don’t know, probably? Objectively?”
“And it’s not creepy or invasive right?” Roxy needled,
breaking out into a smile.
“No! He’s a classy guy,” Eggsy argued, “he’s paying for
Charlie to go through uni after their parents kicked him out and he’s doing
well as a tailor or banker or whatever, and he never does anything to make me
uncomfortable-“
“So, you like him,” Roxy finished for him. Eggsy looked like
a deer in the headlights, blinking at Roxy for moments as he takes in all of
what he just said.
“I’m not gay!”
“But you do like
Harry!” Roxy smirked, leaning back in her chair as Eggsy gaped at her,
floundering to find an argument against her statement.
“I’m not gay?”
“You might be gay for Harry though,” Roxy smiled, crossing
her arms as Eggsy continued to freak out.
“But, I’m not gay…” Eggsy trailed off. He thought back on
all his interactions with Harry. Harry taking him out to eat, treating him to
the new Adidas tracksuits and trainers, waving him off when Eggsy offered to
pay him back. Harry’s smile, Harry’s shoulders in his suits, Harry’s fucking
arse in his suits. The way his trousers fit just a bit too tight around the
crotch-
“Fuck.” Eggsy whispered. “Fuck!”
Roxy cackled, watching Eggsy put all the pieces together.
“We could both be dating a Hart!”
“Shut up Rox!” Eggsy whispered, “I’m having a crisis here!”
“What crisis?” Roxy asked, rolling her eyes, “You like
Harry. It’s not a big deal. Just tell him the next time he takes you out on a
date.”
“He hasn’t been taking me on dates!” Eggsy squawked, dodging
his head when other people in the café looked in their direction. Roxy gave him
a look, a stop-bullshitting-me look, and he sulked. “Okay, maybe they’ve been
dates. But I didn’t know!”
“And now you do,” Roxy decided wisely. “Now go bone Harry
Hart.”
“You are the worse.”
“Harry!” Eggsy exclaimed, walking into his room. Charlie
wasn’t around, as per usual, probably out to go find Roxy after class, and
Harry sat primly on his brother’s bed.
“Ah, Eggsy.” Harry turned to him with a shy smile on his
face. “You’re back from lunch with Roxanne?”
“Ah, yeah,” Eggsy stuttered, dropping his bag off at the
corner of his bed. “You waiting on Charlie?”
“Yes, I was to take him to get new books. Apparently
Roxanne’s poodle chewed through a few of them.”
“Right, she told me about that,” Eggsy nodded, sitting
across from Harry on his own bed.
“Afterwards, would you like to join me for dinner?” Harry
continued quickly, “uh, me and Charlie of course.”
“That’d be great,” Eggsy agreed, “I-uh, I’d be cool with
dinner with just you too. Also.”
Harry looked up, surprised, with a blush rising on his face.
“I would like that.”
“Yeah, me too.”
Charlie was properly disturbed to come back from his class
to see his roommate and brother snogging on his bed.
Roxy, on the other hand, was appropriately delighted.
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My fav part of kingsman 2 was Harry and Eggsy never deciding who would be Galahad. They literally just shrugged and never cleared it up
OMG I can just see these two doing that forever. Never clearing it up at all. Even when Harry’s named Arthur, he and Eggsy will still both answer when someone says Galahad. They play it as a running joke, much to the annoyance of Merlin (who’s still very much alive).
@von–gelmini yes please. They become an interchangeable unit. When a mission calls for galahad they both go. Other agents can have nonstop conversations across both Galahads because Eggsy and Harry share ALL info with each other now (since Eggsy’s footstomping tantrum over harry shooting Whiskey).
NuArthur has to specify if he needs Galahad Sr. or Jr. Eggsy one time asks to be called Indiana. Harry laughs but no other agent gets the joke (dont call me junior) Not so secretly, Eggsy loves being called Galahad Jr. Because it means Galahad Sr is still around, still relevant, still an active agent. STILL ALIVE . yes harry.
Their HR files gets a bit confusing though. They both live in the Galahad housing. They both use the Galahad tech gear. Even the Kingsman tailor gets their measurements mixed up sometimes. Because LBR Eggsy is not 6 foot tall bless.
The computer files dont differentiate between Galahads because this situation was never expected so when they’re on separate missions at the same time it will state that Galahad was in two places at once.
Galahad is a size changing, age changing, teleporting badass who can fight off twice as many badguys as anyone else.
I’d like to say they live forever fighting badguys and being awesome spy husbands. But sadly lbr. Harry is thirty years older. This ends one of four ways.
1. Harry dies first, naturally or not. Eggsy becomes the sole Galahad and it’s never the same again. But he keeps on. And proposes a candidate for the position of Galahad Jr. Arthur has to remind Eggsy that there is no position Galahad Jr. It was just a unique situation made quirky because for 25 YEARS the Galahads refused to pick another name. Eggsy just stares him down and says “there is now bruv.”
And the tradition continues forever.
2. Eggsy dies first. Harry does not cope well. It doesn’t matter when it happened or how. He cannot bear the thought of giving a favor medal to Eggsy’s mum…or more likely Daisy Baker Unwin. Harry can just imagine a few years down the line Daisy calling for that favor and Harry (even ilder and more weary) being unable to do ANYTHING other than propose her because God Help Him, he looks at Eggsy’s sister and sees Eggsy in her eyes.He cant do it again. He will NOT kill another Unwin.
One day he just disappears fron Kingsman HQ. No one can find him.
He shows up in Kentucky with a headshot and instructions for Statesman to NEVER undo the alphagel amnesia.
In the final years of his life, Harry Hart becomes a world renouned lepidopterist. He discovers a new species of butterfly. A tiny part of Galahad must remain because he names the species a hoity latin name with the word Eggsy somewhere in it.
3. The Galahads go out in a blaze of glory somewhere. They die at the end of a mission. Battered bruised bloody, their umbrellas destroyed, the last grenade gone, a handful of bullets left…the mission is done, the info retrieved, the hostage saved, the nuke destroyed…the Galahads realize this is the last hurrah and so they turn it into a dance. Twirling around each other, flirting, saying all the things they left implied for years.
Do you? I do.
Do you? I do.
The glasses recording everything.
They kiss.
Trade signet rings.
They die together. And Kingsman buries them under the same Galahad headstone.
New recruits try and figure out why one previous agent has two birthdays and one deathday.
4. They retire together. Harry gets to be a bit old and becomes the first agent to retire. Eggsy retires with him. Arthur complains because Eggsy is only in his 40s and hasnt reached retirement age for his benefits. But the computer is still confused over the Galahad files and retires Galahad but doesn’t understand that there is TWO DIFFERENT Galahads. So it’s either both retire or neither do.
Harry retires and becomes a lepidopterist. Eggsy retires and becomes his valet with benefits.
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