FINE LINE (Harry styles comfort imagines)

FIFTEEN

                 PERFECT TO ME

Request: hi I struggle with acne and am very insecure about it, I'm learning to cope with it and everything but do you think you could do one where the reader has an outbreak of acne? Like because of stress or tiredness or stuff? I don't mind really... just something comforting please! Thank you(:

Tw: mention of blood

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That morning you woke up way earlier than normal, Harry was laid in bed beside you, softly snoring, his hair messy yet a complete masterpiece. You carefully sat up tiredly getting out of bed as you made your way into the bathroom flicking the light on as you turned on the taps your eyes suddenly focusing on your face, your stomach dropping as you stared at yourself. Red spots covered your skin, dry spots too... your face just looked incredibly inflamed acne... you always struggled with acne but the outbreaks were always the worse and they always made you feel insecure. You stared at yourself eyes full of self hatred as you shook your head emotions barrelling out of control a sudden sob leaving your lips... maybe some would see the way you reacted as stupid but you were incredibly insecure all the time and Harry knew that well, he tried to lift your confidence up but somedays were better than others.

"Babe?"

A confused Harry stood at the doorway, hair everywhere and eyes slightly droopy as he gazed at you worriedly and you quickly covered your face not wanting to look at him or rather him to see you as you shook your head "hey... hey what's the matter?" He asked worriedly as he walked towards you more awake now since he knew you were clearly upset and very emotional. "I'm so ugly and gross" you spat out and Harry remained silent his brows pulling together before he crouched down in front of you trying to get you to look at him but every time he tried you were only more adamant to hide your face. "Why do you say that? You know that's no way to talk about yourself... you've got to show yourself respect." He said calmly, "babe look at me. Honey... please." He whispered not wanting to force you to but he didn't want you suffering in silence "but it's the truth I'm so ugly!" You yelled out finally looking at him and once his eyes locked onto your face realisation struck "oh darling... no no no." He was quick to cup your face in his hands gazing at the redness on your skin "you're not ugly or gross... this is normal. Hey... it's totally normal... even I get outbreaks sometimes... it happens to everyone." He assured but you sniffled shaking your head "yeah but you look hot... and I just look like a mess." You whined out and he couldn't help but chuckle, "don't laugh" you whined out and he smiled at you "I'm not laughing honey.... You look hot doing anything and don't tell me otherwise... now listen to me okay?" And you nodded your head listening intently to him,

"I'm going to go into the bedroom... I'm going to make you some food, how does a nice hot chocolate sound hm? Then we can cuddle and watch a movie okay" he said softly and you nodded immediately craving the warmth of a hot chocolate "yes please" you whispered and he nodded smiling as he kissed your cheek "go to the toilet," he said making you furrow your brows in confusion "go on" he said with a nod before leaving you for some privacy however you did just as he said finally realising why he had said it, your eyes staring at the blood that was soaking your underwear. Damn period. Of course. How'd he know? You went to call him but before you could he had already walked in, a new pair of underwear held in his hand along with a pad before he handed them to you "isn't this gross for you?" You asked quietly and he smiled at you "not at all... you're my girlfriend... I love you... I don't care what I have to help you with." He assured and you just remained silent. How did you land a perfect guy like him? "How'd you know?" You asked and he smiled "well it's been about a month and your period usually falls on this date" he said making you let out a soft laugh "gods i love you" you said happily and he smiled crouching down just in front of you "love you too sweetheart...." You removed your underwear noticing how blood had spread onto your inner thighs a soft whine leaving your lips "don't worry honey... it's just blood." Harry assured grabbing a flannel as he wetted it with hot water, he then handed it to you. You felt safe enough to let him help you during these situations... that said the type of man he was... a trustworthy loving man. "Good job baby. All gone." He murmured kissing your forehead before he crouched down in front of you helping you put the clean underwear on before he stood up, leaving the bathroom just so you could sort yourself out. He knew you could do a lot of this by yourself but he wanted to make sure you knew how much he supported you.

As you made your way out of the bathroom Harry was already back in bed but this time his guitar was standing up just next to the bed, "hey baby... here come sit." He said and you quickly clambered into bed letting out a soft sigh your tummy already cramping and causing you pain. "Lay down. Just relax... let me take care of you okay?" He murmured and you nodded your head leaning back into the warmth of the bed as he lightly lifted your T-shirt up just so he could place the warm hot water bottle onto your skin, a soft happy sigh leaving your lips and you hummed fluttering your eyes shut "your hot chocolates just there okay? And some chocolate and other snacks just in case." He said softly. He knew damn well just how to take care of you. He then propped himself up onto his pillows so he was sat slightly taller than you and you heard the sound of something opening and you opened your eyes looking at him confused and he chuckled "don't worry... just got a face mask..." he murmured gently and you nodded, allowing him to smooth the cream onto your skin- the cream was a moisturiser almost to get some moisture into your skin, it usually helped your acne and you just hoped it would work this time too.

"Why are you so insecure about your acne?" He soon asked as his fingertips continued to lightly massage the cream into your skin "because it makes me look ugly" you whispered, making him scoff quietly "don't be silly. You're beautiful no matter what y/n..." he said gently and you shook your head "don't try and say no to me... especially when it's the truth." He said making a small smile form on your face "but-" "but nothing y/n. You're gorgeous no matter what. I don't care what you look like. I fell in love with your personality, your body, your kindness, your everything... not just your looks okay? Yes you're beautiful but you're so much more than that." He said quietly before pressing a kiss to your lips "I love you."

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Once your skin was much more softer and you were a lot more relaxed Harry began playing guitar for you, lightly strumming his fingertips against the strings. "Can you sing for me?" You asked quietly and he smiled and without even saying anything, with just a simple nod, his fingertips began simply and gently strumming against the strings the tune instantly making your heart melt as you recognised the start of it instantly as you looked at him with nothing but love in your eyes, so much so you could've cried then and there... "your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me but bear this in mind it was meant to be, and I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me, I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile you've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine but I'll love them endlessly" his voice was soft, gentle... oh so passionate but also so so sincere. "I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth but if I do it's you oh it's you they add up to I'm in love with you.. and all these little things,"

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea and maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep and all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me. I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape you never want to know how much you weigh, you still have to squeeze into your jeans but you're perfect to me..." as he said those four simple words he gazed into your eyes with the softest and most truthful smile, he meant it. You could tell. A tear gently trailed down your cheek making him lean forward to kiss it away gently "I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth but if it's true it's you it's you they add up to I'm in love with you, and all these little things. You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you... and you'll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to... if I let you know I'm here for you... maybe you'll love yourself like I... love you. And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth cause it's you... oh it's you... it's you they add up to and I'm in love with you and all these little things... I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth but if it's true it's you it's you they add up to I'm in love with you and all your little things..." he fell silent the strumming stopping as tears continued to trail down your cheeks "I love you so much." He whispered placing the guitar down just so he could pull you close to his body his fingers gently stroking away your tears as he pressed soft kisses all over your face not daring to let go of you...

"You're perfect to me."