True Colors ❧ H.S. [SLOW UPDATES]

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I see y'all being petty about Harry and you have every right to be so. But I promise, Harry is an angel and a literal baby and doesn't mean any harm. I think him ignoring her is probably the last like annoying thing he does.

Hope you enjoy this cute af chapter !!!

If there are any language mistakes or grammatical errors please correct me NICELY!

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✧ Sweet little baby in a world full of pain

I gotta be honest, I don't know if I could take it ✧

Adriana awoke to the soft snoring of her man sleeping behind her, his warm breath tickling the skin of her neck as his face was buried into her neck. A smile tugged at her lips, relaxing back against his warm body while trailing her fingers over his tattooed arms that were wrapped firmly around her body. She tried to remember if she had any nightmares during her sleep, and was surprised when she came up with nothing. She had actually slept well for the first time in a long time. She realized that there was something about lying in Harry's arms that gave her comfort and made her feel warm and safe.

   "Princess."

  Her thoughts dissipated when she heard his low, raspy voice mumble her cute nickname in his sleep. She thought he was calling her out, but he had just murmured the nickname in his sleep. Adriana briefly wondered if he was dreaming about her, another smile tugging her lips at that thought. She realized that Harry was the first man she has ever had come over to her apartment, as well as sleep with her in her bed. One of her rules was to never bring any man to her place, yet Harry was an exception, now mainly because he was her boyfriend.

She tried to turn around in his grip, only for him to cling to her, refusing to let her go. Her lips parted when his fingers suddenly laced with hers, holding her hands with his arms wrapped around her torso, curling his large body around her smaller one and drawing her even closer to him.

   "You're so warm and cuddly," Harry murmured with a lazy smile drawling on his extra pink lips, making Adriana's heart burst in her chest at his adorableness.

   "Good morning, baby," she mumbled with a light chuckle, managing to turn around in his grip.

  He let out a tiny whine at the change in position, resting his head on her chest instead.

   "Morning, love," he grunted sleepily in response, inhaling deeply in content when she started running her fingers through his unruly curls. "Did you sleep well?"

   "I did, actually," she told him with a grin, making him raise his head up to grin at her.

   "Really?" he couldn't help but question, knowing that last night was traumatic for her so he expected her to have trouble sleeping.