#fluffyharry

[harryssonlyangel]

Giggles

A blurb

Summary:y/n teasing Harry about how Anne’s cat looks like him. Major fluff

Ps: this has been sitting in my drafts since June and I still have not posted it. Just finished it now as I’m posting this. Hope you enjoy this rushed little thing

Y/n is currently sitting on her and Harry’s big comfy couch in LA. Their here for Harry’s press and well, wherever Harry goes, Y/n follows. They are inseparable and anyone close to them will tell you about how they never got out of their honeymoon phase. Simply because they are that lovey dovey and close with each other.

Harry’s in the kitchen, cutting up some strawberries and hears those cute giggles that plays through his ears like it’s the best song he’s ever heard.

Y/n is just scrolling through Instagram and came across Anne’s post of her cat. She likes it and comments a little “I miss you and the cats🫶” which for sure will make the fandom go crazy. As she is scrolling through the comments, she sees people saying how the cat looks like Harry and she can’t help but start laughing. The cat really does look like him!

“What’s so funny in there mmh?”

“H-Harry! Your moms cat looks like you!” Y/n says between giggles.

“Baby,what?” Harry let’s out a chuckle.

“I’m being so serious. He really looks like you! Look”

Harry walks over to her and takes a look at the phone. Immediately recognizing what cat it is since he grew up with it in his mom’s home. She’s always been a cat lover, Harry has always liked dogs a bit more though. He’s not surprised that Anne has posted yet another photo of one of her cats.

“Heyyy. It does not look like me!”

“Harry, you are delusional. It looks exactly like you. Even everyone in the comments says so”

“Well that really damaged my ego” Harry says sarcastically, y/n standing up and throwing herself on him, basically hanging around his neck and staring up at him.

“H, it’s so adorable. You do look like a little kitty”

“Mmh I think that’s all you baby” he whispers and kisses her on the lips lightly.

“Hey hey there, I know what you are doing. How did me talking about you looking like your mom’s cat turn into this”

“All I did was kiss you!!”

“Well….you just had that….ugh. That rasp in your voice”

“Mhhh ok sweets. Whatever you say” he says, with the exact same rasp again.

“See! There you go!” She starts pushing him away and goes back to the couch.

“Oh please. All in your head I tell ya”

“Well you still look like your mom’s 1,000 year old cat”

“Oh I’ve had it with you” he says and starts tickling her, her giggles erupting the room.

Having her poke fun at him is one of his favorite things. She is one of his favorite things. Anything that makes her laugh he loves. He would let her say he looks like a rat for the rest of eternity if it means he gets to hear her laugh.

[harryssonlyangel]

I Forgot It

In which Y/n and Harry are traveling for love on tour, but she forgot something

Warnings :none. Pure fluff! 

You and Harry were currently getting ready for bed. You guys had just landed in Vegas about 5 hours ago. Tomorrow is Harry's first show of the whole tour and you can not be any more excited than you already are. Harry thinks you might even be more excited than him.

You two were in the bathroom, taking showers after a long plane ride from London. Which you definitely aren't a fan of long flights, but you will do anything to be by Harrys side. While currently standing in the big suite bathroom of the hotel, doing your skincare routine, harry comes up behind you. Wrapping his inked arms around your waist and kissing into your neck. You smile at him through the mirror and start applying you're toner with a cotton pad, which thankfully you remembered.

"Just want to go to bed already. Got a lot to do tomorrow before the show love" Harry mumbled against your neck.

"Go ahead and lay down. Ill be there in a sec"

"you always say that and then it takes you forever. Just skip the gua sha or whatever that thing is tonight. Don't need it anyways" you know what he means. You always take longer than you say. But hey, you have to keep your skin in check. Harry doesn't even have to do anything, his skin is literally perfect. If you are being honest to yourself, it makes you a tad jealous.

After a little bit more time, he is whining at this point. It really hasn't even been that long! " i just want to go to bed. Are you done nowww"

"Yes babe, I'm done" you reply with a giggle.

You two make your way to the master suite. This hotel is so nice but are you surprised? No. Not at all. Harry always gets the best places to stay.

As you're crawling into bed, a shirtless Harry is already laying down under the sheets. He looks exhausted. He opens his arms, inviting you into them and you slide under the white, comfy sheets and comforter and lay in his big arms.

He starts talking and saying all the stuff he is going to do tomorrow before the show. Things like sound check, trying on the outfit for the final time, making sure everything is where its supposed to be on stage, all that kind of stuff which you were only half listening to. You were just tracing his bird tattoos on his upper chest.

While laying there, you notice something different. Something is missing and you can't quite put your finger on it. Going through the list of things in your head, trying to figure out what it could be.

'Did I forget my outfit for the show tomorrow? Did I forget my favorite makeup brush I can't do my makeup without? Did I forget extra socks?'  all of these things you are asking yourself in your head.

Then it finally hits you.

Your stuffed animal.

Is it stupid that you are 22 and still prefer to sleep with a stuffed animal? Most people probably think so. Is it something that you absolutely need? Yes and no. You tend to get anxious sometimes, so having something you've had sense you were a kid, it brings you a sense of home. With you being an actor and having to move certain places for a few months at a time, you just liked having it. Now that you are going on tour with Harry, you really wanted it.

"so we will probably have to get there around ten or elev- Y/n? Baby? you alright there?" Harry says with a chuckle. He noticed you were a little zoned out.

"I forgot it" you say with a frown.

"forgot what precious?"

"my stuffed animal." you huff and pout a little from actually being upset at yourself from forgetting it. You even made a list of things and somehow still forgot.

Harry chuckles, you feeling it vibrate from his chest. You look up at him, with a now slightly mad look on your face at the fact he is laughing. 'Why would he be? Does he think I'm stupid'?.

"oh baby, don't be mad"

"I should be. you're laughing!" you start to let a little smile come on your face, but then it goes back to the expression before.

"Hold on one second." Harry starts getting out of bed. You're eyebrows furrow and you're wondering what he is doing. He walks over to his suit case and pulls something out and you can't see what yet.

He turns around and there it is, in his hands, your stuffed animal. You cover your face in embarrassment as he walks back over to you with a chuckle.

"here you go precious, I knew you would forget it. I made sure to grab it because I know that you have some trouble remembering things. Hey hey, no need to cover that pretty face" he sweetly says as he hands it to you while he crawls back under the covers and pulls you back to his chest, while you at last, have your stuffed animal in your hands.

"I got so lucky with you. I swear you are the most thoughtful boyfriend ever."

He smiles and kisses your forehead. "I got lucky with you" he says back. You kiss him on the lips, its so gentle but you can feel the love and the genuineness of it. You pull back, and then peck his nose.

"ok lets actually get some sleep now" you say while putting your head in his neck.

"I think so lovie" he says and wraps his arms around you tightly.

"I love you Harry"

"And I love you precious"

Ok this is just something short and fluffy for my first harry imagine on here. Hoped you liked it!! 🤍

[imaginator404]

I have so many baby Harry pictures. I love all of them. He was such cute💞💞💞

[cuddlyboyfriendstyles-blog]

2. Cut Above

Fully could not resist a short hair Harry blurb any longer, please enjoy, I love neck kissing, sooooo fluffy.

*****

He wasn’t sure, honestly, how he felt about it. As soon as he left the hair dressers his neck was cold, and his ears, and his shirt was itchy where stray hairs had fallen during his hair cut, the hat on his head wasn’t doing much for warmth, just covering his new trim. 

He yanked the hat off on getting in the car and on the drive home he frowned every time he caught a sight of himself in the rear view mirror. 

You were much more excited than he was about his hair, you knew you’d like it regardless because you loved him, so when you heard the crunch of his range rover on the gravel drive you tried to act normally, flicking the kettle on so you could be in the kitchen when he came in the door. 

“Hello” He said sheepishly, he didn’t like the way your eyes widened and you grinned. 

“What” He mumbled self consciously scratching the back of his head as he kicked his shoes off and placed his keys on the side with a jingle against the marble.. 

“I like it!” You exclaimed. 

“Ya do?” He asked, swallowing, you liked his hair yes, but you were also fascinated that his ears were fully on show and you could see every dip and freckle on his neck and the clear bump of his adam’s apple when he turned to the side to hang his jacket up.

-

“Stop it” He mumbled, eyes still firmly fixed on the television, where some kind of documentary was on, which Harry was fully into. 

“Stop what” You keened sweetly, although you knew, he gave you a light slap on the thigh where your legs were slung into his lap. 

“Lookin’ at my ears” He protested, placing a hand over the one that was on your side. 

“But they’re so cute” You collapsed into giggles, pulling your lips in, you didn’t want to laugh, they just were so very cute. He gave a small grunt, fully displeased. You gathered yourself and kneeled next to him on the sofa, letting one arm drape across his chest and hook over his far shoulder, kissing up the hot and firm skin of his neck, in a vertical line up to his ear. You took his ear lobe softly between your teeth and let your breath fan over his ear, he squirmed under you. 

“Stoooppp” He purred, but he actually thought he may be enjoying it, he probably liked having his neck kissed a little more than the next guy - and girl. That was it, the moment that your tongue found the dimple behind his ear lobe that he loved, and you knew he loved, but normally you’d be distracted by spitting his hair out your mouth. 

“Mm” He mumbled. 

“What was that?” You teased. 

“Nothin’ ” He patted your arm, pretending to continue his mood. He liked this attention.

His hair smelled like some kind of vanilla product, and his neck was so warm under your lips, and so close with the musky dry down of his aftershave you thought you could probably kiss it all evening without being jealous you weren’t getting any back - you normally would be.

You’d always found Harry’s facial structure incredibly attractive - since before you knew him actually, but you couldn’t admit that. Since you had known him he’d have his hair down almost all day every day, you were warming to the short hair idea more and more, tracing the back of your knuckles ever so gently along the cut of his jaw. You could see the line of a vein in his neck as he swallowed, still - pretending - to be engrossed in the tv programme. You kissed each of the few freckles on his neck, and got particularly engrossed in one spot, leaving a purple splodge ever so subtly, so subtly Harry didn’t seem to notice. You smirked into your hand momentarily before continuing your map of kisses around to the nape of his neck, letting your fingers touch the short shaved layer which got longer as it went up, it felt nice, and you were fairly sure you’d found your new favourite spot. 

“Are you quite finished, my love?” He asked, pinching your side gently. 

“For now” You agreed, flopping back down off your knees and regaining a comfortable position, your fingers finding their way back to the shaved part where they remained.