Description
It's late at night, Harold couldn't sleep at all. He was wide awake, maybe due to not eating enough... since Chef's food is naturally disgusting, or maybe because he just had a lot on his mind. He decided to go on a little walk around the campgrounds and or forest. It wouldn't be too bad?... though as he walked through for a few moments, he noticed a familiar figure was doing the same thing... for the same reason? TW: Headcanons, Swears, and slight intimacy? no straight up nsfw though... they are minors. I noticed there isn't too many dunhar fics on this site so I decided to make one myself! Inspired by other fics I've seen on ao3 and stuff--and it is one of my all time favorite ships so... enjoy! ALSO! If there is any complaints you'd want to make about this story, please let me know! I want to improve on writing. I will update the thumbnail soon, this is just a placeholder.
☆ - Breathe of Fresh Air
