If I Fell (narry)

An absolute angel

"I didn't know walking could be this tiring," Niall leans on the wall of the bathroom, he was finally able to shower. But the walk from the hospital bed to there which was only a few feet had gotten him out of breath.

"It's been a while since you've walked, your body has to get used to it." Harry crosses his arms over his chest as he waited for Niall to catch his breath. "You alright?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." He takes a deep breath. "I look like shit, don't I?" Niall says after he sees his reflection in the mirror, he had dark bags under his eyes, he was paler, his hair has grown quite long, his face was thinner, and his lips were chapped.

"Love, you were in coma, don't be so hard on yourself." He stands across from him.

"Did you grow? Did I fucking shrink? What the fuck is going on here?" Niall looks down at his feet then back up at Harry, he seemed a lot taller than he remembered.

Harry laughs at how confused he looked, it was adorable but he wasn't going to tell him that. Not when he was trying to figure out their height differences, he didn't want him to get crossed at him. "You shrunk," He jokes, which he regrets right away when Niall glares at him. "I'm joking, it's always been like this, Ni."

"You're probably right." He narrows his eyes making him laugh even harder.

"Ni, come on, you actually think you've shrunk? The problem here is that you always thought of yourself as this big tank and the truth is, you never were." He smirks. "You've always been tiny."

"You know what? I'm going to call the nurse to help me shower, someone who won't call me tiny." Niall raises his brow at Harry who only chuckles.

"I mean you're not tiny," He looks down at Niall's crotch then back up at his eyes.

"Oh shut up." Niall tries his best not smile at how annoyingly funny Harry was being. "Help me untie this gown."

Harry smiles and goes to help him, he watches him slip off the gown. He tries his best to keep his eyes on Niall's face, he wanted to be respectful and not make him feel uncomfortable even though he wanted to have a good look at his naked body. "You okay?" He asks instead.

"Yeah, I'm good. I've got a scar." He says as he looked down at his stomach. "I mean, uh, wow." He was shocked at how different his body looked at the moment. He didn't like it.

"Niall?" Harry looks at him concerned.

"Sorry." Niall quickly gets into the shower and washes his body the best he could.

"You can't be so hard on yourself, you've just had a baby and were in a month long coma. Give yourself some credit." He says as he waited for Niall to get out. He hears him mumble something incoherently, he didn't bother on asking him to repeat himself. He didn't want to upset him. He hears the water shut off and he was quick to grab the towel for Niall. "Here,"

"Thank you." Niall wraps it around his body. "For everything."

"You don't have to thank me,"

"Harry, I know this has been really hard on you. And I thank you for everything, for taking care of our little Petal, and for being here with me." He goes over to him and hugs him.

Harry hugs him back just as tightly not minding how his clothes were getting wet from Niall's wet body pressed against his. "I love y—your gratitude but uh you don't need to thank me, love." He felt like an idiot, an absolute idiot. He couldn't believe he almost said it again.

"We can argue about this all day but I rather change into some clean clothes and meet my baby girl," Niall looks up at him and maybe he was imagining it but the look in Harry's eyes was so intense, something he hasn't seen before. "I-I'm going to change now." He steps back and makes his way to where he had clean clothes, he was glad they let him wear something besides the hospital gown.