Harry Styles Oneshots

Tastes Like Heaven [Werewolf!Harry] 🍒

Y/N's water goes out and Harry is more than willing to let her use his shower.

Warnings: swearing, kissing, teasing, dirty talk, smut; oral (female receiving), unprotected sex

WC: 3.2k

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Another aggravated sigh tears through the girl's chest and she huffs out in annoyance as she leans over her bathtub. She watches as a few droplets of water drips from the tap and with another sigh, she gives up and turns the tap completely off. She's growing agitated and impatient, and it's only been five hours since she'd lost water in her apartment. There had been a fault in the mains, causing half of the town to go without any working water.

It wouldn't have been so bad if Y/N had already showered today, but she hasn't. And the thought of not having a working shower was crawling under her skin and causing her to sweat. She's been checking her taps every few minutes, turning on news alerts on her phone so she'll know if they've fixed it. But, the only information she's received, is that water won't be back for another three days.

Y/N groans again, stomping into her bedroom and grabbing the nearest cardigan she can find and her pair of fluffy slipper boots. Slipping them on her bare feet in a struggle, she wobbles into the kitchen, grabbing her purse along with her phone and keys. If she can't shower at home, she'll shower somewhere else.

Shutting off the lights of her apartment, she leaves and locks the door, slumbering to the elevator and tapping away on the screen of her phone as the lift takes her to the ground floor. It doesn't take long before she's strutting to her car with her phone wedged between her cheek and shoulder while she rummages through her purse in an attempt to find her keys.

When she finally approaches her vehicle, the ringing in her ear has stopped and a groggy voice answers the phone. "Hello?" Her eyes immediately light up at the sound of his voice and she squeals silently. "Great, you're up! I'm coming over." She informs him, a lighthearted chuckle slipping from his lips. On the other end of the line, Harry is shifting in the warm comfort of his blankets, rubbing his eyes and yawning silently.

"Not tha' I don't love your two in the morning visits, but why are you coming over exactly?" Harry's voice is louder now as Y/N connects her phone to her car Bluetooth so she can drive safely. "My building hasn't had water for a few hours and I need to shower. No one knows when we're getting our water back," she explains, keeping her eyes locked on the dark and empty roads ahead.

Harry lives on the other end of town, and although it's only ten minutes away, she knows he'll still have his water. He hums halfheartedly at her words, his head nestling back into his pillow. "Go back to sleep, I have a key so I'll let myself in." He hums again at her words. Y/N smiles to herself, shaking her head and ending the call as she rounds another corner.

It doesn't take long before Y/N is pulling into Harry's apartment complex, wandering up the stairs and unlocking his flat with the key he'd given her months ago. She's quiet when she lets herself in, kicking her shoes off at the door and shrugging off her jacket. She hangs it beside Harry's coat on the rack and tucks her purse neatly beside her shoes.

She's never needed to bring clothes over, she has half her wardrobe at his place after the countless times she'd left her things here. Harry likes to make sure he always has the things she needs at his place, so she'll never have to bring over clothes or toiletries.

Walking through the dark, she finds Harry's bedroom; slipping inside quickly and smiling down at the sleeping man. Y/N kneels down beside him, gently running her fingers through his messy locks and pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. Harry stirs, now half asleep and half awake as his eyes struggle to flutter open. "I'm gonna shower, then I'll be back. Go back to sleep." The girl whispers sweetly, her voice instantly soothing Harry and his head crashes back into his pillow.