Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

First night together

Harry had convinced me to stay the night and I was a tad bit nervous since I don't know if I have any bad sleeping habits like drooling or... biting?

But once Harry is near me, my worries instantly melts away and I thought: who cares? Harry needs to be able to love and accept the real me.

So night came and the both of us got ready for bed. Harry striped down to his black boxers and I tried my best not to stare at his hot body. Harry noticed me biting me lips and asked concernedly: "Baby, are you okay with me in my boxers? I usually wear this to sleep but if you want, I can--"

"No no no, it's fine Harry! Do you mind if I wear just my sweats and the tee from today? I didn't bring anything else with me to change..." I confessed softly.

He tossed me one of his clean tee shirt from the dresser. "Here, put this on. It's clean." I nodded and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and change. Harry had already done that and was now patiently waiting for me to get under the sheets with him. He propped himself up on the headboard while observing me with a loving gaze.

Harry let out a sexy low chuckle as I stepped out with his shirt. It was plain white and the hem dropped all the way down to half of my thighs. Harry pulled open the corner of the blanket and invited me in.

"C'mere, you cutie..." Harry muttered and I cuddled up shyly next to him, the both of us sat up on the headboard. I've braided my hair into a low fishtail to achieve natural curls in the morning.

He pressed his lips on my temple and smother me with kisses here and there all over my face, making me feel flushed and butterflies in my tummy.

"You sleepy yet?" Harry asked sweetly and I nodded my head. He reached over and turned off the lights, his arms still around my waist and when it's pitch black, he pulled me closer to his chest and murmured in my ears.

"Sleep, beautiful.... I love you." 

"I love you too. Good night." I replied sleepily and let out a yawn.

Somehow sometime, I drifted away from Harry and turned to my side, how I usually sleep. I tugged the warm blanket over to my side to keep myself from freezing. Turns out, my bad sleeping habit was: hogging but I wasn't to know that yet.

I didn't realize I've left Harry half exposed and he woke up cold and groggy and pulled the blankets back to his side.

Once I felt exposed to the coldness, I instinctively pulled the covers back to my side. This time, with a little more force. I wasn't fully conscious or I would've beat myself up for hogging so insistently.

Suddenly, I felt Harry's breath on my neck as he sighed and whispered: "Never expected you to be a hogger, babe..."

I muttered something incoherent and flipped to the other side so I'm now facing Harry.

He laughed silently and pressed a kiss on my hair before spooning me, pulling me closer to him to share body heat as well as the blanket. He gathered the warm blanket and tucked in cozily in a big bunch so that the both of us are wrapped up like a coccoon without any trouble of hogging.

"I'm usually the small spoon but... oh well." Harry spoke to himself and smiled gently at me, spooning me cozily. 

"Anything for you, love." He said to himself again before closing his eyes again.