The words fell from his lips without conscious thought. He’d repeated the phrase more times than he could recall this evening alone, and though they’d only signed the engagement contract that morning he was already used to calling Tom his fiancé. It was the weekend after the Arrow’s training camp had ended, and Henry and Beatrice had thrown him a birthday party. Harry was grateful they’d waited until training was over – he wouldn’t have been able to enjoy the evening nearly as much otherwise, as he likely would have fallen asleep before half the guests arrived.