Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

Dimple fetish

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Dedicated to honeybear2421 this isn't my best but I thought of you and wanted to thank you for your constant support ^
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Your POV

I woke up before Harry this morning and having his arms wrapped around me and one of his legs on top of mine, I tried not to move around much as so not to wake him. I slowly moved around so I'm now facing my favourite person in the world.

I instantly cracked a smile as soon as I saw his beautiful and perfect face. His chest rhythmically rise and fall at a slow pace, some stray strands of curls fell on his forehead, covering part of his face. I gingerly reached out and pushed the strands back behind his ear.

His mouth hung open a little and I could feel his hot breath against my forehead periodically. He looked like a fallen angel right now.... a fallen angel with a dimple....

As soon as I caught sight of his dimple that's slightly formed on his left cheek, I couldn't help but poke it. I reached out my index finger and pressed into it slightly.

Harry stirred from his sleep, his arms instinctively tightening around my waist, as if trying to protect me. I held my breath as I waited for him to fall back to slumber. Soon, his breathing became regular and I poked his dimples again.

This time, Harry showed his signature cute grin and the dimple widened, spreading vertically across his cheeks. He blinked slowly, adjusting to his surroundings and letting his eyes land on me. He whispered: "Oi!"

I giggled and buried my face against the crook of his neck while he pressed his lips on my hair.

"What did you do that for?" Harry croaked in his deep morning voice, grinning at me, his cute dimple prominent.

I mocked his deep and throaty tone and replied: "No reason... your dimples are just too irresistable."

He chuckled and poked my forehead with his index finger. "Mean.... Alright, I'm up now, what do you want to do on this lovely morning, sunshine?"

I innocently looked up at him: "I honestly have no idea, I didn't expect you to be awake. Hmmm, maybe continue playing with your dimple?" I joked and caressed his cheek lovingly while his eyes gazed at me with affection.

I poked his dimple playfully and traced along it while he extended his arms and touched me where my dimple should be if I had any.

I giggled again as I thought of something. "You know, I read somewhere that many of your fans call your dimple their home and wished they could live there?"

Harry let out a throaty laugh and replied: "Really? Well.... that's a little.... confronting? But for you baby, I'll make that an exception. Here's the keys to your new home, my dimple!" Harry laughed like a little kid.

I gently stroked his dimple and placed a kiss on it. Harry randomly said the famous saying: "Home is where the heart is."

I gave him a sweet kiss on the lips and shook my head: "No, home is where your dimple is."

I only managed to look serious for about 3 seconds before bursting into laughter with Harry, at how sappy that sounded. 

And that, was the start of another perfect morning with Hazza.

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Ok whuttt I have no idea how it turned out to be like that....

All the love, Cheryl   x