Harry Styles imagines + preferences

I mi-miss you part 3 {smut}

It's evening. Almost six. Harry runs the bath for you, playing soft music from his phone. He begins to leave light kisses on your collarbone, face, hair. Everywhere. You giggle, leaning in to properly kiss his lips.

'Should be ready, my love' he whispers.

You can't help the fluttering feeling in your stomach. Your heart melting too. The water, it's warm to your skin. The smell, it reminds you of your grandmother's back garden. Roses, lavender, Jasmin.

'Stay with me' you grab his hand.

'I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart' he coos.

It's quiet. Calm. Harry's eyes flicker to yours. Your brows are knitted together. Lips parting slightly.

'What's on your mind, love?' He asks.

You look up at him with a small smile. There's a sadness to it. Eyes grey. No longer vibrant like before.

'I don't get it' you say.

He doesn't follow.

'Don't get what?' He asks.

You chuckle but let out a heavy sigh, your eyes gazing down as you bring your knees to your chest.

'Why you put up with me' you manage.

Tears begin to fall. Your mind spiralling into bad thoughts. He gently places a kiss to your forehead, wiping away your tears. It's like that for a while until he pulls away, looking softly into your eyes.

'Because I love you. I need you. I want you. All of you. Your good and bad days. Your smile. Your kind, generous heart' he whispers.

His lips begin to quiver. Tears begin to fall. He's still wiping yours, not looking away.

'I- I can't loose you. I just can't' he chokes.

'But you don't need me. You don't want me. Not when I'm like this' you let fresh tears fall.

His heart hurts, exploding out of his chest. His breaths are shaky as he cries out.

'Fuck Y/N' he swears.

You flinch slightly at his voice. His face softens and he runs his hand through his hair, sighing.

'You just don't get it do you? There will never be another like you' he mumbles, placing soft kisses to your lips.

Tears are still falling.

'God forbid I could never find another like you. I don't want to' he manages.

He gently picks you up, laying you down on the bed. His hand travels down your body, tracing your outline with his finger.

'Please baby' he quivers.

He begins to unravel from his clothes, throwing them across the room. His lips pressing delicate kisses to your skin.

'If you let me' he mumbles, placing a kiss to your lips.

You nod your head at him.

'Words baby. I need words' he asks.

There's a slight shakiness in his voice. An uncertainty in his expression. But you caress his cheeks, washing away his worries.

'Ye-yes' you whisper.

It's been a long day and all you both wanted to do was unwind and tangle in between the sheets. Feel each other's love on a different level.

'Fuck baby, we're in this together' he heaves out.

Each thrust is gentle, moving slowly with care. His hands intertwine with yours, keeping you in his security. His eyes gazes yours with so much happiness that his heart could burst any minute now.

'I'm going to love you forever' he whispers.

'Forever?' You hesitantly ask him.

'Forever' he assures you.

He brushes his nose against yours. His hands holding yours tightly to remind you that he's not going anywhere. Why would he when all he needs is you. All he wants is you. He buckles his hips, letting out a small moan. You do too, tears falling gracefully down the side of your face.

'S'okay love. S'all alright' he comforts.

One hand wipes away the tears. His forehead presses lightly against yours. Eyes looking at each other.

'I-I just love y-you so much' you admit.

You needed to tell him that. Although he knew already. But it felt like the perfect moment to remind him that. Remind him that although you were on one of your bad days, you'll always love him.

'I know baby' he coos.

You shake your head slightly.

'I-I mean i-it. I r-really do' your lips quivers from the ongoing tears that are falling.

'Hey, hey. Baby' he looks at you with so much admiration.

He can't keep his eyes off of you.

'S'alright' he whispers.