oh my darling you look wonderful tonight

But as his eyes settled on him, the rest of the world faded away into a dull murmur.Ī luminous smile illuminated Harry's countenance, spreading across his features like a burst of sunlight breaking through the clouds on a summer's day.

The softness of the carpet beneath his feet was a welcome relief from the clamor of voices vying for his attention, each one a discordant note in the symphony of noise that echoed. Harry's gaze wandered over the plush pink carpet, reveling in the intricate patterns and vibrant hues interwoven into its luxurious fibers. Or a short fic inspired by Harry Styles walking the pink carpet and his husband interviewing him. It was not that his husband had never been the object of his affections before, but in that moment, Harry felt as though he was seeing him for the first time. With an easy grace, he strode confidently across the plush carpet, his steps guided by an invisible force that drew him ever closer to the man who had captured his attention. He made no attempt to conceal the joy that filled his heart, a boundless happiness that infused every fiber of his being.

Harry's gaze wandered over the plush pink carpet.

Oh my darling you look wonderful tonight