in which...

...harry has pretty thighs and y/n is needy

In which Harry has pretty thighs and Y/N is needy (no kisses allowed)  

Y/N is not usually needy; on very rare occasions does she show a particular need for affection and acknowledgement, but when she does, Harry takes advantage of those moments as much as he can. He is usually the clingy one; the first one to grab her hand when they're walking down the street, the one that cuddles at her side at night and usually the first one to show how much he wants her with desperate grabs and breathy whines.

But she has her moments, and since they don't happen often, they usually kick in hard. If she suddenly got the urge to grab Harry's hand and hold it tight, she would; if she stared at his face at night when she couldn't sleep and traced over each of his features, she just had to press a kiss to his pouty lips, even though he was sleeping soundly; and if she felt a pang of heat in her tummy, making her thighs squeeze together tightly and her lips to start stinging from biting on them so hard, she just had to tell him she needed him, badly.

Throughout the last week things had no exactly been the best; she had lots of assignments due that she still didn't get around to finishing and, to top it all off, she got hit with one of the worst colds she's ever had. The kind in which you can't even bare the thought of swallowing food and the bed becomes the only place you know. She hasn't done anything in the last three days but sleep, type at her computer, watch Bake Off, and sleep some more. If it wasn't for Harry and how much he loves to baby her, she probably wouldn't have had anything to eat. But he can get really pushy when he wants to.

He was at her side constantly (on the other end of the bed as she had instructed, because she wouldn't allow for him to get sick as well with tour right around the corner), asking constantly if there is something he could get her, like another blanket, some tissues, a cup of tea, maybe a cuddle? But she wasn't falling for it, even when he pouted and did cute grabby hands at her that he knew melted her heart; she still stood her ground.

"Just like five minutes, moppet, I promise," he would plead, voice laced with sleepiness from staying up all night through her bad coughing fits, "wanna hold you."

But she would just shake her head, blow her nose some more and type away at her computer. And that's how the rest of the week passed by, with her finishing up her assignments, being spoon fed and making Harry sleep downstairs on the couch because she knew his hands wandered unconsciously at night.

She doesn't know if it's because of her extremely weak immune system or from the stuffy nose that makes her face tingle, but all week long she's had this bubbly feeling inside that she didn't really know how to get rid of. Chose to believe it was because of the meds, but even when she stopped taking them because she thought she didn't really need to anymore, it was still there. And then it dawned on her that she mistook the feeling as a side effect to being ill, when in fact it was just neediness.

Caring and protective Harry is always her favorite side of him, makes her heart hurt from how cute he gets, staying up with her all night with sleepy eyes and trembling hands, no matter how much she tells him to go back to bed. He just wants to love her all over, hug her tight and take all the pain away and that's something that she's always loved about him, and maybe it's because she won't let him do that, won't let him get too close, that she wants him even more.

She knows sooner or later he'll notice, because he always does, reads her body like a book. She just wants to be safe and not get him sick, but he's definitely not helping. He leaves early in the morning and comes back all sweaty and panty most likely from a run, headphones tangled around his neck as he chugs his water. She loves the way his shirt clings to his sweaty torso and his legs, God his legs, she just couldn't help her mind from wandering. That's why he picked up on it really quickly and got a tad mad when she tried to deny it.