How do we feel ab Harry and y/n talking about how they don’t want kids..... do we love a childless funcle Harry????
Oh ms girl..... idk about y’all but I’d want to have kids with Harry styles but just not rn in my life (if I don’t read your dad!harry fics it’s not bc I hate you it’s bc I’m not in the mindset for having children lol) I’m not attracted to having kids rn like I need my career first but I think it’d be an interesting concept to never have kids and in my mind it’d go a little like this:
Somewhere down the road, Harry and you are seated at another one of your friends baby showers. He’s looking at the baby bump of the woman you’re celebrating today and then looking at you. You’re happily snacking on some m&m’s and your second glass of champagne. After popping two chocolates in your mouth and chewing thoughtfully you take a swig of the bubbly liquid.
He rests his hand on your crossed knee which gets your attention. It’s the end of the party or at least the end for the two of you. The look he gives you accompanied by his hand is his signal he’s ready to leave. You nod and finish off the champagne, taking the final sip in his glass as well. As you stand up you kiss his cheek and he hums softly. The pair of you go to the soon to be parents and hug them farewell.
As you walk out to Harry’s car, you notice how quiet he’s being but you don’t say anything. This was like the 3rd baby shower you’d been to this year and it was only April. You assumed it was just baby shower fatigue, you know you were feeling it too.
Once you’re settled in the car, you finally decide you need to ask what’s wrong, he’s literally been silent and he’s not even moving to turn on any music. He’s sat in the drivers seat as if he’s forgotten how to drive.
“Are you okay?”
His eyes shift to you before turning is whole body and placing a hand to rest on the wheel.
“Everyone’s having babies...”
You nod and raise your brows, “I know. These parties are getting repetitive. I fucking hate the gender reveal part.”
His lips twitch in a smile at that but it’s only a flicker before he’s back to a straight line alone his mouth. He reaches his other hand across the car and grabs your left hand. He twiddles with the diamond ring and wedding band that reside on your ring finger.
You sign softly at the feeling of him. His touch never fails to both electrify and calm you simultaneously. “I know we never really talk about kids,” you start and his eyes dart up to yours. “I don’t know if it’s in the cards for us.”
He nods, “These parties both make me sad and happy at the same time. It’s hard because I love you so much, darling, but having a child... there’s so much more that comes with it.”
“We don’t need another person to show that we truly love each other, Har.”
“I know.” He whispers, fingers twisting your rings.
“So you’re saying you’re okay with no kids?”
“Yeah...yeah I am” he starts off shakey but is more firm in his statement at the end.
“So we’ll remain the cool aunt and uncle for eternity?” You wink at him, voice playful.
“We’ve been doing a great job of it so far,” he grins now and you smile just as wide. “Never have to wake up to something wailing in the night, breastfeeding, PTA meetings, middle school teachers, puberty...” he grimaces and you join in for the final word, “childbirth.” You both visibly shiver and laugh.
“Yeah, we won’t be missing out on much. We’ll get to hang out with other people’s gremlins and then they can deal with them when they’re fussy and need changing. I honestly think everyone else will be jealous of us.”
“Funcles forever” Harry cackles.
You bite your lip at his joke and sweet he looks right now. You lean across the car, intertwining you’re hands as you go. Your lips press against Harry’s and he smiles. His laughter cut off by your kiss.
He’s pressing against your mouth heavily after a few moments of sweet kisses. His tongue trying to swipe into your mouth. You pull away ever so slightly, the tips of your noses touching. Your tongue tries an experimental lick that nips at his upper lip and he smiles.
“Let’s go home and not make a baby.”