Yellow.

Harry + Iman, Tender.

Started a new short story as a gift to my dear Americans and everyone else returning to lockdown, take care and be safe. Happy reading, this is a super short blurb of our H & I x
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The announcement was terrifying and sent a wave of anxiety down Iman's body. They've been here before and it was hard.

The first lockdown was horrible at some point; they kept fighting and there was a lot of silence. It wasn't a daily picnic she had imagined and he suddenly felt caged up.

Harry never fancied himself a social butterfly until he was told to sit himself at home. He instantly felt the need to step out and visit everyone he knows.

Now here they are months later, locked up and worried about what's to come this time around.

The only difference here is the slight changes in their looks. Iman has put on some weight in the lower part of her body, her hips are fuller and softer.

Harry has grown out his curls and he's enjoying the tender facial hair.

Right now he's fresh out of the shower and Iman sweetly admires his damp hair. It's fuller than usual and it gives him a dark glow.

Standing all full man in his graphic white t-shirt and pastel pink & blue joggers, she cannot help but take him in.

During the summer he agreed to start working out more with Niall and it's evident how much changes have happened with his slightly broader shoulders and toner torso.

Iman bites down her lip as she closes her laptop and stretches out her hands to her husband.

"Come here," she makes grabby hands.

"N-need something?" He asks, standing in front of her.

"I need kisses," she hums, puckering up her lips.

Harry lowers his lips to hers and tenderly kisses her without further words. It is a sweet kiss as they take each other in and he brings his palms to her face, holding her mouth to his with care.

"Like it?" He whispers.

"I love you." Iman manages to say, pulling away from the kiss.

This causes him to instantly blush and run his fingers through his damp hair.

Iman tilts her head to the side, realising she has time to try something she hasn't done before.

It's going to be a heavy request because since the passing of Robin, only Zayn has been allowed to do this.

Even Niall has been on the waiting list and she simply has never considered this gesture.

"Iman...st-staring," he clears his throat.

"I have a request," she breathes out.

"Say," he avoids her stare.

"Can I please give you a trim?" Iman asks with a considerate smile.

"H-Hair is fine," Harry instantly frowns, growing defensive.

Iman hurriedly cups his shoulders, knowing she's touch a sensitive topic and ready to apologise. She cannot risk starting another lockdown with a heavy fight.

"I know, I just wanted a non sexual intimate moment between us," she explains.

This makes sense to him and he stays still, letting the thought percolate in his head.

Growing up he was very sensitive about hair washes and hair cuts. It graduated from only Anne being allowed to touch his head to Anne and Gemma.

Suddenly Robin was the only one allowed to give him a proper hair trim or chop when necessary.