Harry Styles Preferences/Imagines

33.)Ouchies

"Mumma," Darcy's tiny voice came from beside you causing your eyes to flutter open. She grinned, her green eyes brightening as you faced her.

"Good morning, pumpkin," you rubbed at your eyes and sat up a bit, your hand falling to the new swell growing beneath Harry's shirt.

"Hi, Mumma," she sat up on her knees, her arms wrapping around your neck. You sighed contently, your arms wrapping around her torso and pulling her to your lap.

"Hi, baby," you pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Are you okay?"

She nodded, pressing her head to your chest as she kept her grip around you. "I'm hungry, Mumma."

"You are, huh? That's not good. Let's get all cleaned up and get some food in your tummy," you smiled, reaching down and tickling her belly softly. She giggled, squirming in your arms before climbing off of your lap. "Where'd your silly daddy go?"

"I go find him, Mumma!" She shimmied off of the bed and you watched her tiny legs run out of the bedroom, causing you to laugh before climbing out and heading to the bathroom.

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"Daddy!" Her high-pitched voice made him turn around before she crashed into his legs, wrapping her arms around them as she giggled. He playfully grunted before leaning down and scooping her into his arms. His lips quickly peppered her face with kisses, her giggles escaping her lips as she tried to push him away.

"Daddy!"

"Oh no you don't! I'm getting all the kisses I want this morning!" He continued his assault, his own laugh filling the kitchen along with hers.

You couldn't help the smile on your face as you leaned against the entry of the kitchen, your arms crossing over your chest as you took in the scene in front of you. You loved mornings like this; his laughter and her giggling flowing through the house along with the smell of breakfast in the making.

"Look who decided to join us," he grinned, his eyes falling to you in his shirt stopping mid-thigh. You laughed, sauntering in and leaning your elbows on the kitchen island.

"Good morning to you too," you watched as he set Darcy down in her booster seat before making his way to you, his arms wrapping around your waist.

"Good morning," he lips met yours in a gentle kiss, pecking them once more before pulling away. "How do you feel?" His hand fell between the two of you, giving your swell a soft rub.

"No morning sickness, so far so good," you smiled, pushing his messy hair off of his forehead. "Did you make us breakfast?"

"Mhm," he pulled the seat out and pushed it back in once you sat, dropping a kiss to the top of your head.

"Mm, did daddy make you some pancakes?" You looked over at Darcy beside you, her hands quickly clapping as she grinned.

"Pancakes!" She squealed, looking up at Harry as he placed the plate of pancakes on the table. You couldn't help but laugh, cutting one up into small pieces for her as he took his seat beside you.

"What're the plans today?" He shoved a forkful of pancakes into his mouth as he leaned back, his arm sliding over your shoulder.

"I was thinking I could take Darcy down to the nail salon with me. El and Perrie haven't seen her in a while and they've been nagging me to bring her along," you turned to him, catching a crumb from the corner of his mouth.

"That sounds like fun," he directed his attention towards Darcy. "Does that sound nice, baby? Are you going to get your nails all pretty with Mumma?"

"Yeah!" She giggled, picking up another piece of her pancakes and taking a chunk out of it.

"Sounds like a plan, sunshine," you pressed a kiss to the top of her head before eating your own breakfast.