Strawberry Lipstick - Y.B Imagines

Safe Place

Summary: After a bad day, you only want your favourite people, Dom and Harry

Harry Styles & Dom X reader

Trying to hold back your own tears, you closed your car door, wanting desperately to go home. Your whole day had been complete crap.

It seemed your boss had been out to get you all day. The wrong papers had been sent to you and when you tried to call it out, he blamed it on you and said it was your fault.

And after a combination of spilled coffee and stained blouses, and rude co-workers, you didn't think it was possible to feel any crappier than you felt right now. 

Immediately starting the car, you tried to block out as much noise as possible, putting your earbuds in, trying to forget everything.

There was only 2 people that you wanted right now, and that was Dom and Harry. They were your safe place, whenever you were with them, you felt as though nothing could ever hurt you, they would protect you from it.

After 10 minutes, you arrived at your house. Stepping out of the car, you immediately heard a snapping noise.

You had got to be kidding... After all this your heel snaps now?!

Staggering to the front door, you opened the front door, immediately taking off your heels, putting them with the rest of your shoes.

"Y/N?" Harry called, and from how faint his voice was, you guessed he was in the kitchen. As you walked into the kitchen, your thoughts were confirmed.

Harry was standing over a pot, and from the smell, you could tell he was making pasta. Dom was sitting on the kitchen counter further down.

"Missed you love," Dom said, as he jumped down from the kitchen counter, wrapping his arms around you.

Immediately, you relaxed in his arms, your chin resting on his shoulder. As he held you, you felt as though everything was right in the world, for a moment again.

Dom's touch was absolutely heavenly, it made you feel as though nothing was going to hurt you now, you were in your safe place, with your boyfriends.

"What's cooking?" You asked Harry, as he wrapped his arm around your waist, kissing your cheek.

"Mushroom chicken pasta," Harry replied. "I nearly burnt the chicken though," Dom added, pausing. You couldn't help but giggle softly.

It was so sweet for Dom and Harry to even try to cook for you.

"Thank you," You replied, as you relaxed in Harry's arms.

"Are you okay? You seem tired," Dom replied, as you sat down at the kitchen table. "Just a tiring day at work," You replied, as Harry began to dish out the pasta into different bowls.

You were grateful that the food was nearly done.

"What happened?" Dom asked, in curiosity, as he reached over for your hand.

"First, I got sent the wrong papers by my boss, and he got mad at me for it," You said, and you could see Harry getting angry.

"Bloody bastard," Harry replied. "Cunt," Dom said, instead.

You couldn't help but laugh at the comment. The two different replies matched them perfectly.

"I'm sorry that happened baby, hopefully the pasta will cheer you up," Harry said, as he put the first bowl of pasta in front to you, kissing your forehead as he passed you the fork.

You were sure it would. You loved Harry and Dom's cooking, so you were wasting absolutely no time to quickly start eating.

Harry and Dom got sat down with their own food, and you happily ate with the two of them, as you vented about the rest of your day.

The petty rude co-workers, what your boss was like, how much you hated your job. The two of them sat in complete silence, just letting you vent.

"Why don't you just quit?" Dom said once you were done venting.

You were rarely left speechless, but in that moment you were absolutely lost for words.

"There's absolutely no reason for you to work," Harry said, agreeing with Dom, "Me and Dom make enough money to provide for the three of us, you have no reason to work,"

"But I don't feel its fair!" You replied. "You two being the only two who work and then me just living off of you!"

"Love, but this job isn't good for you at all!" Dom immediately replied. "It's going to drive you insane! What if you had a nervous breakdown because of it?" He added.

You didn't have an argument for that, you knew it was true, but you couldn't shake the guilty feeling.

"Tomorrow, you're going to call your job, and quit, and we're going to take minimum a week away, alright?" Harry said.

Your eyes lit up, you'd missed going on holiday with them. "How about we go to Paris for a week? That was so fun," Harry offered.

"Sounds like a plan to me," You smiled, as you finished eating your pasta. "Atta girl," Dom smiled, kissing your cheek, as he took your empty bowl, putting it into the sink. 

"How about I fill the hot tub up so we can all relax in there?" Harry offered. 

You nodded, unable to stop the giddy feeling you got from the fact you were never going to have to go back to the job you hated more than anything else.

Going upstairs, Harry went to the 2nd bathroom which you had upstairs, where your hot tub was. "Go get one of your sexy swimsuits for me, alright?" Harry teased, and you smacked his back in response.

"Fuck off," You laughed, before walking down the hall.

You went into the bedroom, and took out one of your white one pieces, taking off your work clothes, and changing into your swimsuit. As you went back down the hall, Dom had just come upstairs, a bottle of wine in hand.

"We just need to go change," Harry said. "Can you carry these for me?" Dom asked. You nodded, taking the bottle and the three glasses.

You went into the bathroom, putting the glasses and the bottle down on the side. Dimming the lights in the room, you turned on the jets, and began playing ambient music over the speakers in the room.

Just as you finished preparing everything, Dom and Harry walked into the room. Harry was wearing tight yellow swimming shorts, and Harry wearing tight black swim shorts.

Harry went over to open the wine bottle, and he opened the bottle, pouring 3 glasses for you. You and Dom both got into the hot tub.

As you sat down, you immediately relaxed feeling the warm water over your body and around your skin.

Relaxing as Dom held you, Harry and Dom passed you a glass of wine each. You drank it as Dom and Harry both tried to focus on helping you relax.

Dom's hands slowly massaged your shoulders, as your eyes closed, relaxing against his hold. As he did so, Harry just talked absolute sweet nothings to you.

"I can't wait to go on holiday with you," You beamed, so excited for it.

"We could even get one of those couple massages you've been talking about," Dom smirked, his hand rubbing your ass softly.

You felt your cheeks flushing, smacking Dom's hand away, with a laugh. Dom buried his head in your neck, kissing your neck so gently.

All 3 of you relaxed in the pool for around an hour or so longer, before deciding to get out. You changed out of your swimsuit, and changing into white bathrobes.

Going into the bedroom, Harry and Dom pulled you down under the covers. They both pulled the covers over you, kissing your face.

Harry's hand gently played with your hair, as your head laid on Dom's chest. "We'll book the holiday tomorrow alright? I'll get it sorted," Harry said, kissing your forehead.

You knew why he'd done that. Harry knew you liked having peace of mind about things like that, knowing when things were going to be planned, and when they were going to happen.

As you cuddled the two of them, you felt yourself falling asleep. Dom and Harry also noticed, both of their voices softening.

With the dark bedroom, their soft voices, you fell asleep, held in Dom's arms.