Harry Holland imagines

Theres some on your shirt

You walked into the kitchen to see Harry making tea. "Don't put that much milk in!" You groaned as you walked up to him holding onto his wrist. He turned towards you and gave you a side eye, he chuckled and shock his head slowly.

"Stop taking the piss out of me for that one time." He laughed as he turned towards you, you buried your head into his chest and he kissed the top of your head.
He smiled at the smell of your hair as you pulled your face away and started giggling.
"What is it baby?" He laughed,
"You got something on your shirt" you said pulling on his shirt as you got a bit of makeup on his shirt.
"Babe" he groaned going to walk upstairs