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I m a g i n e : harry waking up to y/n making breakfast, but he can't help but satiate his appetite for her instead..

[  a little steam, mostly fluff !  ]

"something smells delicious.."

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harry woke up in a content mood and a wide grin, not only because he remembered the passionate events of last night, but also because of the salivating smell of something cooking downstairs in the kitchen, undoubtedly something of his fiancée's creation.

he loved her cooking, he loved that she made breakfast for them every saturday morning, since the rest of their weeks were always so busy with their work.

but on the weekends, they always made it a point to disregard their work, and only focus on each other. this is why their relationship worked, despite their colliding work schedules, and harry's tour dates that were now delayed.

he got up eagerly, slipping a pair of his boxers on and brushed his teeth to wash up before he walked out of their messy room; clothes scattered on their floor from the night before. harry smirked when he saw that y/n's shirt and pants were still on the floor, and noticed his shirt was missing.

and as he suspected, he saw his fiancée wearing his oversized 'kiss' band t-shirt, one that if his fans saw him wearing it now, they'd go crazy knowing how long he's had the shirt.

she stood at the kitchen stove, her back facing him as the shirt hung just below her butt, her hips slightly swaying as she danced to the music she had playing in the background while she cooked. she looked amazing.

he walks up behind her, y/n suddenly feeling a broad pair of arms envelop her from behind, making her slightly miss the pancake as she flipped it.

"good morning, love.." harry whispered huskily, his morning voice husky as it sent shivers down her ear.

she felt harry's hands slither around her waist, grasping at her sides before clasping just below her belly button. she smirked as she turned her head slightly to see him out of the corner of her eye, feeling his bed head curls brushing against her neck.

"morning.." she managed to say through a sly smile. mornings after their passionate nights were always the best; they were always so intimate, so gentle, and so loving.

y/n felt harry nestle his nose into her hair, feeling him slightly nibble at her earlobe. his hands wandered her waist, making her breath hitch.

"something smells delicious.." his accent was always thicker in the mornings with his gravelly voice. y/n suddenly felt harry's lips pressing dancing along her neck, stopping to kiss at her sweet spot.

y/n smirked, turning slightly, "it's just from a box.." she played along, acting innocent, as though he was referring to the pancakes she was making.

"i'm not talking about the pancakes.."

and that was all it took for y/n to spin around in harry's arms, her lips colliding with his in a fiery kiss. he smirked against her teeth, his hands holding her waist closer to him as they inhaled deeply through their noses to try to keep the kiss going longer.

she ran her hands through his hair, ruffling his chocolate curls even more than it already was.

but it was here that harry ended the kiss, pulling away from his fiancée's lips.

his eyes remained closed for a moment afterwards, before opening them to see his gorgeous soon-to-be-wife staring up at him with blushing cheeks, her hands resting upon his chest.

he loved this woman with all that he was. there was no other person meant for him. after all the heartbreak he went through, after all those songs he's written from the aching of his own heart from his previous relationship, he realized that it was all worth it.

he would go through it all again if he had to. it would all be worth it in the end if it meant he stayed with y/n forever.

he's never loved a woman quite so deeply as he did y/n, and he was forever grateful for her.

she was perfect the way she was, with every perfect imperfection that she didn't have.
he loved waking up to her every morning, and sometimes, he thought it was too good to be true.

and he would soon be married to her. he would soon have her at his side for the rest of his life.

"what?" y/n smiled, questioning harry's longing stare. he smirked, shaking his head slightly as his green eyes pierced hers lovingly.

"i'm just..happy." he admired her, his eyebrows slightly sunk as he conveyed his appreciation for her. "it still surprises me sometimes."

it still surprises him that he found his forever home in y/n. it still surprises him that he is lucky enough to be marrying her. nothing could ever tear him away from her, for he loved her too much.

they had fallen completely in love with the other, and it was obvious to anyone who saw them together.

"me too.." she nods with a loving smile, reaching to caress harry's stubbled cheek.

he leans into her touch, reaching his hand to cradle hers that was on his cheek to press a soft kiss to her palm.

and it was here that he pulled her closer by his t-shirt to bring her lips to join his again, already missing her taste.
they inhale deeply as they kissed, lips dancing furiously with the other's, harry's hands wandering up underneath his shirt that y/n wore.

they had worried that their relationship wouldn't work out with their colliding schedules, but they made it work. if not for the sake of their love, they made it work for each other.

deep breaths were exchanged as they breathed in to keep the passionate kiss going, not seeming to want to part their lips. y/n smirked against her lover's lips, loving this moment they were sharing. harry's signature smirk was felt against her own lips, turning so that he pushed y/n against the kitchen island counter.

"to hell with the pancakes.."

his broad hands roamed her waist, y/n's hands rested against his bare tattooed chest. there wasn't a moment that passed that their lips weren't connected, and they loved every minute of it.

his hands went to grasp her hips, squeezing slightly before he hauled her up to the top of the kitchen counter, now standing between her thighs. his hands ran along her upper thighs, slight groans escaping his mouth as y/n ran her hands and tugged at his hair.

she smirked at his groans, soft gasps escaping her own lips the higher his hands were placed

harry pulled away reluctantly for a moment, pausing to stare back at y/n with loving green eyes. he then reached up to cup his lover's cheek, stroking the pad of his thumb over her soft skin as y/n smiled softly, leaning into his touch

"i love you so damn much, future mrs. styles." he breathed with passion, losing himself in her eyes that he fell in love with.

y/n blushed, amazed that even for as long as they've been together, she still felt butterflies as if she were falling for him all over again every single day.

because little did she know, they were. each day, harry fell more in love with her than he had the last day, as did she. and she knew she couldn't be more happier.

"and i love you, mr. styles."

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STOP I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

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WORD COUNT
1385

PUBLISHED
November 19, 2020
at 9:41 AM