FINE LINE (Harry styles comfort imagines)

THIRTY SIX

Request: can you please write something cute with Harry and like 7 year old daughter please!! + y/n?! Ty!!!

Warning!! Cuteness overload! A/N I have NO idea what I was writing about but I guess I hope this is okay!

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You had, had an overly busy day and finally you were able to head home. Today was Halloween and the kids were already out causing a nightmare. Sure Halloween was fun but still you didn't like working during it. Here you were unlocking the front door, looking forward to see your husband and, daughter Florence. As soon as you had opened the door you were hit by a strong smell of... something. Your nose crinkled slightly in disgust before you shut the door quietly. As you made your way closer and closer to the living room the smell got more and more potent before eventually you had stopped outside of the door seeing Harry sat on the floor, talking sweetly to Florence, whom was jumping up and down with a nail varnish pot that had a piece of paper wrapped around it which said 'pleasing' clearly the little girl wanted to paint her daddy's nails with his own brand of varnish but that stuff was expensive so he had to get around it somehow.

"Is someone learning to be a makeup artist?" You spoke up, Florence looking at you with a massive grin as she nodded Harry looking to you with a small smile "let's show mummy yeah?" Florence nodded excitedly grabbing onto Harry's wrist and lifting it up to show you the... art.. she had created on his hands. The paint was all over his fingers practically, going way past his nails, some of the nail varnish even covering his tattoos. You let out a small laugh "oh wow that's beautiful." You smiled looking at Harry who was still remaining a good sport. "Flo has used many different colours. Haven't you sweetheart.. tell mummy." He spoke, the little girl looking at you with excitement "yes! Daddy loves blue so I did blue!! Pink!! Black and..." she looked at Harry who looked at her with such a loving look "white." He spoke, Florence nodding excitedly "that's beautiful.." you spoke before you walked over to Harry and pressed a kiss to his lips "I'm going to clean up.. have fun..." you giggled out, Florence scrunching her face up as she whined out a "ewww" making both you and Harry laugh.

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As you went upstairs Florence went back to decorating his nails "daddy can I do your nails for your concerts?" She asked excitedly and he chuckled nodding his head "sure." He spoke watching as she burst with excitement again, nearly sending the nail varnish everywhere if it wasn't for Harry's quick movements his large hand surrounding her smaller one "hey... no throwing." He watched her continue to bounce up and down, not listening to him, in her own world "hey... hey... Flo.." he tried to grab her attention but still she wasn't focusing "Florence." He spoke more clearly and she paused looking at him "listening ears on, yeah?" She nodded slowly giving him the nail varnish and leaning into him holding onto him tightly

"Daddy" she spoke softly and he hummed "can you dress as Peter Pan and I go as Wendy?" Harry let out a small laugh, last year he was a princess with her, the other year he was the beast and this year... well... he was now Peter Pan. Clearly. "Of course darling. Anything you want." She smiled excitedly and kissed his cheek over and over again excitedly "can you paint my nails too?!" Harry nodded and happily did as she wanted, painting her nails oh so delicately, holding her small hands in his palm and carefully stroking the brush over her nails slowly and gently and eventually he had completed on doing her nails, constantly having to keep her hands out of her mouth and keeping her wrists down but explaining "toxic" things to a seven year old wasn't exactly easy.

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eventually nighttime had come and you and Harry had come up with outfits for him and Florence. Here you were laughing and taking pictures of Harry who was still being a good sport but did not look comfortable whatsoever. Florence looked pretty in her dress and Harry was wearing tight green trousers, a green T-shirt that had holes in it and a random cap but the effort was what mattered. You laughed continuously to the point you were certain you were going to pee yourself and eventually he had taken Florence's hand and they were both going trick or treating. You loved that man so much.

The evening passed by slowly and eventually the two were back and Florence was eating her dinner, Harry stood by you his arm wrapped around your waist

"Trick or treat..." he teased you still wearing the tight outfit. "Trick..." you hummed out and he smirked before leaning in and kissing you deeply but gently all at once.. oh how you adored him.