Kensi felt increasingly comfortable in Harry's mansion. The days in London were being incredible, and she loved Harry's company outside of the work environment. He was charismatic, attentive and funny in a way she had never seen before. However, there was still much about him that Kensi was curious to discover.
One afternoon, while Harry was finishing some urgent emails in the office, Kensi decided to take a look around the mansion. She knew that Harry had many stories and experiences, and what she had seen so far was already fascinating. Curious, she headed to his office, where she knew some of his most important memories were stored.
As she entered the office, Kensi immediately noticed the elegantly decorated space, with shelves full of books, framed diplomas and, in the center of one of the walls, a large painting with several medals and decorations. She approached slowly, her eyes passing over the medals, as she absorbed the weight of Harry's accomplishments.
There it was, the Victoria Cross, the highest military honor in the United Kingdom. Kensi was impressed. She knew Harry was an exceptional soldier, but seeing this particular medal made her realize just how extraordinary he really was.
"Wow…" she muttered to herself, her fingers lightly brushing the glass that covered the medals.
Harry, who had noticed her presence, approached silently.
"Impressive, isn't it?" He smiled slightly.
Kensi turned to him, still surprised.
"You never mentioned you had a Victoria Cross. That's… one of the highest honors someone can receive. What did you do to earn it?"
Harry sighed, his eyes drifting a little, as if remembering something distant.
"It was a difficult mission. We almost lost a lot of men that day. The medal is more about them than it is about me."
Kensi nodded, feeling the gravity of his words. She knew how much such experiences could weigh on someone.
After a moment of respectful silence, Kensi began to take in the rest of the decorations in the office. Framed photos of Harry on different missions around the world, some alone, others with his team, in remote and dangerous places.
"These photos... where were they taken?" she asked, pointing to one of them, of Harry standing in the middle of a desert, with his team in the background.
Harry smiled.
"This one was in Afghanistan. We were protecting a humanitarian aid caravan." He moved on to another photo. "Here, Africa. This mission was in the Horn of Africa, we took down a terrorist cell that was terrorizing villages."
He went on to explain the different photos, each with a fascinating story, from dense jungles to snow-capped mountains, revealing just how vast and global the scope of their operations was.
That was when Kensi noticed another set of photos, which made her stop immediately.
"Wait... is that... the royal family?" — Kensi exclaimed, looking at a photo of Harry, dressed in formal attire, next to Prince William and Duchess Kate Middleton.
Harry laughed, scratching the back of his neck a little embarrassed.
"Oh, yes... that. I met them during a security operation a few years ago. Since then, we ended up getting close. William and Kate are great people."
Kensi's eyes widened, not believing what she was hearing.
"You're... friends with the prince?" Her voice sounded incredulous, almost shocked.
Harry shrugged, as if it was no big deal.
"Friend might be a bit of an exaggeration, but yes, I see them from time to time. The royals need protection, and I've been involved in some of those operations. Over time, we've developed a certain respect and friendship."
Kensi didn't know whether to laugh or be even more impressed. She put her hands on her head, pacing back and forth in the office.
"Oh my God, Harry!" You're not just an amazing soldier, you're… practically James Bond! You save the world and then go out to dinner with royalty!
Harry couldn't help but laugh at her reaction.
"I wouldn't say that much, but yeah, life has been… interesting." He looked at Kensi with a smile, trying to calm her down. "But to be honest, that's all secondary. What really matters to me are the people I work with, like you. The rest… are just details."
Kensi took a deep breath, trying to process everything. It was like she was dating someone straight out of an action movie.
"This is surreal, Harry," she said, finally calming down a bit. "I knew you were special, but this? This is on another level."
Harry smiled, stepping closer and taking her hands in his.
"Kensi, I'm just a man trying to do the best he can. All these things the medals, the photos, the royalty are just parts of my life. But the most important part, now, is you."
Kensi looked into Harry's eyes, feeling the sincerity in his words. He was so much more than his awards or his influential connections. He was the man who made her feel special, and in the end, that was all that really mattered.
They leaned in and kissed softly, Kensi finally relaxing in Harry's arms.
"I think it's going to take some getting used to this... the millionaire boyfriend and friend of the royals." She joked, still a little incredulous.
"You get used to it." He winked, amused.
And somehow, Kensi knew that with Harry, life would always be full of surprises.