I also came back with this but only for laughs. And because people miss my viciousness apparently. This means so much for me
Previously on Confessions of Drama Queens
Chapter 12: Uncle Harry
I have feeling that we are gonna see every cliche attached to Michelle Unwin in context of Hartwin
Also this begins in flashback, bc that's all we need. MORE FLASHBACKS.
Eggsy squeezed Harry's hand, hoping to somehow reassure him as they waited for Eggsy's mother to open the door.
Harry swallowed hard and closed his eyes, feeling faint. He had not seen Michelle Unwin in over seventeen years, and the last time he had seen the woman, he had told her her husband was dead.
YIKES. Also I am always bothered that in most fics Eggsy just cannot warm up Michelle to this info and just bombshells her with Harry at his side so Miche comes off at Histerical Prejudiced Homophobic-Because-Plot-Demands-It Mother™ Anyhoo...
Although Eggsy had tried convincing him that she probably didn't remember his face anymore, Harry knew better. It was highly unlikely that Michelle had forgotten the face of the man Harry was sure she thought had ruined her life.
Eggsy is an asshole to his mother and Harry. Haven't seen that coming
He could already picture the look of pure hate he'd get the minute that door swung open.
"Hey," Eggsy said, cradling Harry's cheek. "S'fine, babe-"
Suddenly the door yanked open and Eggsy flinched back with surprise. "Mum!"
It's gonna be so baaaaaad but this mess is a bit addictive
Oh, Eggsy, baby," the woman said with a smile, yanking her son closer to give him a crushing hug. "How yeh been sweetie?"
"M'good mum, promise." The boy pulled back, stepping into the house - never letting go of Harry's hand - as his mother moved to the side.
"Yeh're 'ere a bit early, luv, but that's a'right. Daisy's been dyin' to see ya." She locked the door behind them, and murmured "is that yer boyfriend? C'mon child, come closer lemme get a good look at yeh." Michelle suddenly froze as she finally let her eyes fall on Harry - who was now standing under the light.
She knew that face.
That face had haunted her dreams for years.
She staggered backwards, a hand covering her mouth. "You," she whispered, her voice cracking.
I was expecting NOTHING and still I am disappointed.Harry swallowed hard, paling under her hard eyes. "Mrs. Unwin," he said softly, not daring to step closer.
"What are yeh doin' in my home. Get out. Yeh need to leave, now."
Eggsy stepped in front of Harry, preventing the man from moving anywhere. "No, mum, wait, calm down. This is Harry, mum. This is the man I told yeh 'bout. He's my boyfriend."
Jesus Christ and Mary What the fuck did he expect????????????
Eggsy looked like he was ready to punch a wall. "Mum-"
"No, Eggsy." Michelle's voice held a finality to it that made Eggsy's knees feel weak. "I will not allow this murderer to-"
Wow, I don't know rn if author ever seen Kingsman but narrative states that Harry was KIA and Harry says that Lee saved his life. So fact that military man wife tells that all if it was act of murder it's WOW. That is stupid. Pure stupid. I don't think she should have this response. I know hate the herald stiation, but this is such overreach that just NO.
What a child WROTE THIS.
Yeh don't get to choose whether or not I go out with Harry!" Eggsy thundered, his temper finally snapping. he would not allow his mother to tarnish his happiness.
Eggsy now, literally:
"Eggsy, do not treat your mother like that," Harry said softly but firmly, taking ahold of his lover's wrist to ground him and calm him. He lifted his hand and placed it on Eggsy's chin, making him look up. "Stay here for a moment, will you? I want to talk to your mother." Harry turned to face Michelle, making sure to keep his expression neutral. "Mrs. Unwin, if you would please-"
Eggsy is treated like a child by everyone, even his boyfriend-soon-to-be-husband. And that's messed up on so many levels.
"I don't 'ave anything to say to yeh," she snarled at the man, moving to unlock the door.
"Then you just have to listen," Harry said, his tone a bit more forceful than before. "It won't take long, and I promise to leave after I'm done."
Eggsy turned to face Harry, outraged. "Harry, yeh are not goin' anywhere."
Harry squeezed Eggsy's forearm before stepping away, motioning with his hand to the kitchen.
Michelle reluctantly walked in front of the man, leaning against one of the counters as she turned to face him. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and lifted her chin. The last thing she wanted to do was listen to the the bloody bastard, but if that got him to leave then she would rather get it over with quickly.
Harry sighed, fidgeting with his cufflinks as he looked at the woman. "I know you hate me."
She looked like she was going to murder him. "You killed my-"
OH GET OVER IT ALREADY OR THEY WILL MAKE YOU SECONDARY VILLAIN. And Harry is such an ass. Give her time and vent to Eggsy that he as her son did a shitty job preparing his mom for this encounter. But sure...
"Please let me finish," Harry said, raising both palms to chest level.
Hooooo boy, if it was me he would be dead.
The woman clenched her jaw, giving Harry one curt nod to continue talking.
I am having this weird feeling that some of m/m fic writers low-key hate women and it shows whenever there is a character which disapproves of the relationship.
"I know you hate me, and I understand that you will never like me." Harry took a step forward, his eyes downcast. "If it weren't for me... your husband might still be alive," Harry whispered. "I made a careless mistake. I didn't realize that there was a...." Harry suddenly stopped speaking, clenching his hands.
Look at Harry confessing like a schoolboy for broken window.
He wasn't here to play as the victim. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
~But you just did anyway~~
"I'm so sorry, for your loss. I truly am, madam. Believe me if I could go back and save him, I would." Harry's voice held such passion that Michelle was helpless to stop the tears that suddenly gathered at the corner of her eyes.
"Yeh never told me how he died," she whispered, her tone accusing.
I am pretty sure he did but it wasn't shown in movie. Since Egg knew that his dad thrown himself before some posh guy. So you are failing at unnecessary drama.
Harry's eyes snapped up to meet hers, looking sadly at her. "He saved me and my men, from a grenade," he said, his voice barely a whisper.
He knew he shouldn't be telling her this. It wasn't allowed, but this was Eggsy's mother and Lee's wife; if there was anyone that deserved the truth. It was her.
She suddenly paled, her eyes shining with anger. "And now yeh've taken my Eggsy too. Wasn't one of my boys enough for yeh? Yeh 'afta take my son too?"
"I love your son," Harry barked out passionately, his mask finally cracking.
Michelle at this point:
"And yet yeh did the same to him as yeh did his father," she bit out. Harry winced, her words cutting him like knives; cleanly and quickly. "He works with yeh, don't he? Yeh are gonna get my boy killed, just like you did with his father."
Harry looked away, biting his tongue hard enough to bleed. "I would never-"
"Yeh don't know that," she screeched, giving him a hard look.
YOU GO MICHE
"You're right. I don't know that." Harry finally turned to look at her again, his neutral mask firmly back in place. "But you can be damn sure I'm going to try my hardest to keep him safe." He took a step closer to her, taking a deep breath to calm his racing heart. "I'm not asking you to approve of my relationship with your son. I could never ask that of you. I will never ask you to approve of me, but I will ask one thing; don't let this ruin your relationship with your son." Harry's eyes suddenly turned soft as he opened up to let her see his distress. He kept his voice low enough for only her to hear. "He loves you and your daughter more than anything, and he craves your approval. I am not saying you need to approve of us," Harry immediately said as she opened her mouth to speak. "But don't give him a hard time about something that is for him to decide." Harry took a step away, taking another deep breath. "You don't have to see me ever again if you don't wish to. I will not come around again - don't worry, I'll make sure Eggsy comes around often- and I won't be there when you visit. You can pretend I don't exist, just please keep close to your son."
Are we on Grey's Anatomy for Spies or are we reading about people who bottle up their feelings and than die.
That was also so pretentious and Oh they did villamized Michella a bit, If I were drinking I would be in need of stomach pumping.
The woman remained silent for a minute, before saying "and what if he realizes you ain't good for him and wants to break things up with yeh?"
EGGSY IS STANDING JUST BESIDE. THAT WAS RUDE!
Harry kept his expression neutral even as his heart throbbed painfully in his chest. "Then I will let him go."
The woman finally nodding tersely, rubbing her eyes, feeling emotionally drained.
Harry gave her a polite nod, turning around before murmuring. "Goodbye, Mrs. Unwin."
That is stone cold.
Harry walked back to where Eggsy was waiting for him near the door. He kissed his lover's forehead, cradling Eggsy's face in his hands. "I'll see you in the morning."
Eggsy shook his head, his eyes suddenly turning fiery. "If yeh are leavin' then I'm comin' with ya."
"No, Eggsy. You promised your mother you'd be here for dinner. You haven't seen her in three weeks, and your sister wanted to see you," Harry reminded him. "You will stay and have fun, and you will forget this incident."
Eggsy shook his head again, stubborn as ever. "If she ain't willing to accept-"
"Darling, we need to give her time to process." Harry kissed Eggsy's brow. "You are not going to ruin your relationship with your mother because of me."
"Harry-"
"No, Eggsy, she has every right to hate me. We'll figure something out later, alright? Just stay here and forget about it, enjoy your dinner with your family, and I'll see you in the morning." Harry winked at him, doing his best to smile.
Eggsy kissed him, biting Harry's lip as he pulled him closer. "No, I'll come by later."
Harry pulled away, his eyes darkening immediately. "I'll wait up for you then."
Eggsy is again treated like a child. and Emotionally this scene:
(also as this flashback ended, here we go with ANOTHER flashback. I swear we can just get rid of those and it would be more palatable story)
I will summarize the 2nd flashback bc it's even more boring and fillery. Harry is at Daisy's dance recital, meets Michelle, who realised that everytine Egg was taking Daisy she was also with Harry. Har and Miche made up. Also author made up that Daisy was somehow enjoyng Jane Austen, the Child is like 5. At this age I was into Sailor Moon not English Classics. The recital ends everything is so fluffy my teeth ache. They go to lunch, and look at previous gif for extended summary of this scene.
(Now we are at present)
“Eggsy?” Michelle murmured with shock, bringing him in for a hug. “Oh thank god, yeh are a’right. I’ve been so worried. It’s been almost two months since you last came to visit!” She closed the door behind him, grabbing Eggsy by the chin to examine his face. “Yeh’ve barely texted, and Daisy has been screaming day and night ‘cuz she hasn’t seen Harry-”
Wow, D. is spoiled. And also Harry is apparently fic equivalent of Jesus.
Eggsy closed his eyes and swallowed hard, feeling a stab of guilt. “m’sorry mum.”
Michelle’s angry look suddenly morphed into keen worry as she finally got to look at Eggsy properly. “Jesus, boy, yeh look terrible. When did yeh last sleep? What happened?” She suddenly gasped, letting go of Eggsy. “Where is yer ring? Did yeh two-”
“Mum, calm down,” Eggsy pleaded, his ears ringing. “It’s not what yeh think. Can yeh just… stop and lemme explain?”
A flash of hurt crossed his mother’s features but she nodded, quickly making her way to the living room. “Do yeh want some tea, luv?”
“Nah, mum, m’fine.” Eggsy gave her a tense smile, sitting down in one fluid motion. He wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. “Harry was in an accident, mum.”
Michelle covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes immediately swelling with tears. “Oh my god-”
“No, he ain’t dead mom,” Eggsy was quick to reassure, grabbing her hand to keep her grounded. “He was just heavily injured.” Eggsy closed his eyes, not wanting to see his mother’s expression as he murmured “He lost his memory, mum. He can’t remember that we… Well, he can’t remember me at all.” Eggsy gave his mother a sad smile, still not meeting her eyes.
That could be such emotional scene, but why even I have expectations
Michelle bit her bottom lip. “’ave yeh told him the truth? Perhaps pictures will help -“
Eggsy shook his head, fisting his hands. “The doctor said it’d be too much for Harry. He said he’s got to get there on his own… if he ever remembers, that is.”
Like finding assasins, but whatever
Eggsy let out a broken sob as soon as he felt his head touch his mother’s shoulder, the sudden comfort too much for his wrung out mind. He clutched at her back, tears running freely down his cheeks.
Now that the floodgates were open, it was going to be impossible to stop, especially when his mother was holding him.
His mother said nothing, petting her son’s head as he wept, both shaking with the force of his sobs. They stayed like that for hours, neither willing to let go, even as Eggsy’s sobs subsided and turned into the occasional hiccup.
“I ‘ave a mission, mum,” Eggsy whispered eventually. “I dunno when I’ll be back, so I need ya to be careful, a’right? Merlin’s gonna keep an eye on both yeh and Daisy but-”
“A mission?” His mother pulled away, her eyes filled with fear. “Yeh shouldn’t be going anywhere like this.”
“I ‘ave to mum-”
She shook her head more forcibly. “No, no yeh do not-”
“They’re trying to kill Harry, mum. I need to do this,” Eggsy snapped, grabbing his mother by the arms. “I ain’t gonna let my husband get killed. I’ll be fine, okay?”
Michelle looked at him, not able to say anything. He would not be fine, she knew that. They both did. That was exactly why he was here. She knew her son well enough to know what he was doing; he was warning her, and saying goodbye, in case he didn’t get another chance.
She wanted to cry out, to scream at her son to snap out of it, but she knew it was useless. She couldn’t ask him to be safe, not when Harry was in danger. Her boy loved that man too much to let him die.
He was just like Harry in that aspect.
For years, the man had put his neck on the line when a mission went wrong and Eggsy’s life was in danger. He had kept his promise to Michelle for the five years he had been married to Eggsy; he had kept her boy safe, even when that meant getting hurt himself. But he couldn’t keep his promise anymore. He probably didn’t even remember he had promised her anything in the first place.
“Do what yeh gotta do babe,” she whispered softly, her palms sweaty, felling like she was personally sending her boy to the slaughterhouse. “Just please try to be careful.”
Eggsy kissed her mother’s forehead, winking at her. “Don’t ya worry, mum. I’ll be just fine.”
But how could she not worry, when they both knew that was a lie?
See you next time, whenever I'll recover
XOXO
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