Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
description:in which Harry feels awfully cuddly on your day off.
word count: 6.6k
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Days off.
If there's one thing Harry loves, its waking up with you still beside him. Just the sight of you, bundled up in the sheets, curled against him, that unmissable expression of contentment etched across your features as you mumble quietly while you dream.
Sometimes, he'll just force himself to wake up in the middle of the night to see you like this, gently running his fingers through your hair as he watches the gentle rise and fall of your chest, losing himself in the gentle cadence of it. He'd never admit it, but sometimes it gets him choked up, the vulnerability you convey in that moment so unlike how you normally are.
Often, you're gone far too soon (even by his standards) heading early into work. At first it was something that really served as an item of contention between the two of you, but he couldn't miss the way your eyes lit up when you talked about what you'd done that day; realizing just how much you loved what you did.
There was nothing he would ever do to make you feel bad about that. If it meant most days he wouldn't see you around your place until the afternoon, that was fine with him. It just served as a reminder to make sure he made each moment he had with you count.
So, when he found out last night that you'd have the following day off, well to say he was ecstatic was a bit of an understatement. He'd originally planned to spend the day in the studio, wanting to get a start on the new song ideas he had in mind, but for you- it could wait.
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It's a little past 8am (a whole two hours later than you normally wake) when you feel the bed start to shift, Harry obviously up already. You reckoned he'd just head downstairs and get ready to leave, but you're surprised to feel him pull you closer, tugging your dazed form to rest on top of his. Flattening down your tousled hair, he smatters kisses wherever he can, mainly along your hairline and forehead as he coos softly to you.
"C'mon love, I know you're awake..." He teases. You try to fight back a smile, burrowing your face into his chest in an attempt to get a few more minutes.
"Darling... lemme see those beautiful eyes of yours. Please?" You can hear him chuckle softly when your nose bumps against his skin, lightly tickling him as he holds you close. You're tempted to pretend to sleep for a bit longer, but he's just so sweet in the mornings that you can't help yourself.
"Only because you asked so nicely...." Your tone much lower than you intended as you yawn softly. Moving a hand down to gently grip at his soft hip to keep yourself balanced, you rest your chin on his bare chest, slowly opening your eyes to meet his own brilliant green irises.
