Harry imagines

Bruised knee

I thought this would be a cute little blurb writing so enjoy!

TW: falling, rug burn, description of injuries, mention of the word daddy,  slight cussing, concerned! Harry, fluff

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It was like an other Tuesday, you were in the living room watching a movie by yourself as Harry busied himself with packing his suitcase for a upcoming trip to visit James.

The air fryer went off beeping as your chicken patty was done cooking. You lazily got up and treaded your way to the kitchen and grabbed a napkin, placing down the patty onto two burger buns with lettuce and some mozzarella cheese. (A bit healthy from what you usually eat, but you were trying to watch your weight.)

Walking back you distracted by your phone as you got a notification from your friend saying they would be happy to see you on Thursday for a friend date. Smiling, texting back a reply, you misstepped from new leveling of where your living room was. Falling in the process your phone dropped onto the wooden floor as your knee made contact with the rug (you and Harry agreed to buy) from home goods.

"Fuck!" You yelped out in pain as you clutched your knee, your patty on the step down in the dining area. "Harry!" You yelled out, as you started crying in pain from the material on your sweats that caught the rug.

Harry heard you yell out his name, immediately dropping down his underwear and socks into the suitcase, and running towards you in the middle of your living room. Once Harry has seen you, knee clutched into your right hand and your eyes wet with tears.

Harry bent down cradling you into his lap as he rolled up your sweats to show off your knee, the skin rubbed a faint red, and skin broken. "Baby, what happened?" He cooed as you wiped away your tears. "I- I tripped." I explained motioning towards the level just a few inches away from us.

"Oh baby." He cooed chuckling as he bent down to kiss my lips. "Always the clumsy little lamb." He teased as he saw the chicken patty on the floor, napkin opened as the steam of the patty cooled. "It's alright baby, stay here daddy'll make it all better." He said kissing above the affected area.

Harry walking down the hall towards your bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit with all the pads of antibiotics and bandaids. "Okay baby, give me your knee." He said as he gently sat you up, pulling your knee over his leg.

Harry carefully ripped open the antibiotic cloth from the small square package, cleaning up the small bubbled up blood. "Ahhh." I hissed gripping his wrist, i pain. "I know baby, I know." He says grabbing the bandaid from next to him, your arm holding him gently, as you hugged him in comfort.

"All better love." He said after he kissed your bandaged knee. "Your alright honey, your okay." He mumbles against your your hair. "Shhh it's okay baby." He says as he pulls you to straddle him, his arms coming around to hug you. "Your fine, you're okay." He breathes as he rubs circles on your back.

"It scared me." You said as you remembered your phone and chicken patty. "Oh fuck." I mumbled looking around, seeing my phone on its backside, screen facing upright. "Oh honey, your alright, it wasn't bad at all." He mumbled pulling me to face him.

"It hurts." I whimpered as he caught my lips into a soft kiss, shutting me up. "Your fine baby. He mumbled as he helped me up and walked me to the bedroom, forgetting about my sandwich and phone.

After I was in bed resting my hurt body, Harry came and gave me my phone and helped me with a new chicken sandwich along with super small bowl of his mothers homemade chicken noodle soup.

"Shhh eat, and then rest darling." He cooed as he mumbled "I'll be here when you wake up." Kissing your forehead as you took a bite of the deliciously warm soup going down your throat.