Harry Styles │Imagines

Bath moments

----> Dunkirk/Fine Line era

It's been a busy day at the studio and your body needs some rest: your muscles are very stressed, your legs are tired and your head hurts a bit, so you decide to have a hot bath. You're settling your things, not looking at the phone, and just when you're distracted your phone bleeps.

And he was right: as you turn off your phone, he rings at the doorbell. You run downstairs excited to see your boyfriend after he has been away for months, so you open the door and Harry doesn't think about it twice and hugs you, taking you up in his arms. His cold cheek is pressed to your warm neck and his loving arms are circling tightly your body.

"I missed you y/n" he says putting you down and holding your face in his freezing hands, making you close your eyes, feeling the contrast of the two different sensations: your cheeks are warm and, to the contact with his cold hands, your reaction is visibly bothered. But you pay more attention to him and your eyes are suddenly kidnapped by his, blocking your sight in his and holding it tight.

He moves his deadly stare to your lips, wanting them on his, biting both of his and soaking them with his tongue. You get closer and your lips both meet in a long, loving kiss, feeling his warmth wrapping your body as you run your fingers through his curly, soft hair and his hands still being on your cheeks.

Your hands move to his neck and his to your hips, pulling you closer to his chest. "I've missed you too" you say detaching from his red lips. "Come in Harry, you're freezing." You move away and let Harry come in. 

"How was your day?" He asks as he takes off his coat. "Stressful I'd say. Yours?" 

"Pretty good, we're working on something cool." Tells you as he opens the fridge, looking for something to drink. "Good for you... I'm having a bath now, please, can you feed the dog in the mid time?"

"Sure, no problem." 

You go upstairs and, as you get into the bathroom, you close the door: you open the tab of the tub and turn it on a hotter temperature, blocking the drain of it. While the tub is filling with hot water, you don't waste time and pick some perfumes and a bit of soap and soak them into the water, making some white foam. A few candles are already near the sink, you like to have them in your house. You keep a lighter in a drawer in the bathroom, so you take that and light the candles on: a slight perfume of vanilla permeate the room, making you feel more relaxed. 

Now the bathroom is ready, all the things are set up so you undress and get into the tub, feeling the warmth of the water and the softness of the foam. Your body is covered in a sweet fragrance and some water drops flow on your upper body, from the shoulders to the surface of the water, following all the curves that your collar bones create under your shining skin.

Some thoughts come up on your mind and you start think about how was your day and how's going with the relationship between you and Harry: you're so focused on your thoughts that you don't even manage to hear the door opening as he comes in.

You don't face the door: your back is turned to him, so you can't see what happens behind you. He undresses too, he sneaks in the warm water with you and, as you feel his sweet touch, you wake up from your deep thoughts, welcoming him in.

"Thought my presence would have cheered you up a bit" he says as he bends down and kisses your right leg, caressing your hips with his flawless hands.

His tattoos are already wet, with water drops running down the inked skin, his shoulders sculpted like a statue's, with the bones making that light-and-dark effect. You feel his lips on your knee, where he leaves light kisses with his red and wet lips and his hands still on your hips. 

"Harry" you ask for his attention. 

"Yes babe?"

"I feel like I can turn around and come there with you" you say as he detaches from you and move his stare right into yours. "Sure, come here".

Your back meets harry's chest, his arms circle your upper body, crossing, and his hands land on your arms, as he starts caressing them slowly. His lips reach your ear, leaving kisses, going down to your jaw and marking it with red love bites. You feel his lips on your neck, kissing and landing on your shoulder, where you feel his tongue licking your skin softly.

Your body is completely relaxed now, feeling protected by Harry's arms and his slow moves, which have always made you feel so loved and cared. "I love you" he whispers in your ear and runs his fingers through your hair: that's the last thing you feel before falling asleep in his loving arms.