Harry Styles Imagines

17.Like What You See

Your pov:
I'm reading fanfictions about Harry Styles on the bed but Harry suddenly comes out of the bathroom.

I drop my phone down and walk to the edge of the bed and wipe his hair and body.

"Like what you see?" He asks, making me blush.

"I'm not replying that. How many times are you going to ask me? Every time you come out of the bathroom?" I laugh as he chuckles.

"Of course I know how many times I've asked. I just want you to say it everyday, (Y/N)." He replies, pouting.

"Fine, my little cupcake." I giggle as his face lightens up.

"I love what I see, Harry....Okay? But I love you more than your body." I reply as he laughs and kisses me on the cheek.