Eggsy thinks Harry is some sort of this insanely well-composed and well-mannered gentleman, but is he really? This guy that says “shit” and “tits-up” casually, the same guy that starts a pub brawl with some kids because of a snidey comment? The guy that proposes a candidate outside of their usal pool of posh and rich, twice? And probably has a blast spiting Arthur? The guy that is late all the time? The guy that could have patiently chatted to professor Arnold but instad loses it within 3 seconds and just grabs the man by his ear? The guy that goes and brings Eggsy back to his house deciding he was going to get him into Kingsman even when he failed the last test? The guy that says “hail, Satan” to a crazy woman in a hate church? The man that password protects his glasses feed so even Merlin won’t be able to see his footage if he doesn’t want him to? The guy that calls Arthur a snob, to his face?
Come on, Harry Hart is the motherfucking rebel child of Kingsman.
Perfect.
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You know who fucks like a freaking porn star?? British men. British old men. British old men who walk around with freaking umbrellas and drink tea at five and probably talk about cricket and the Queen and all that shit. Those. Are. Kinky. As. Fuck.
