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[jarofstyles]

let's take a fluff break 😌 we know what y/n did for nerd!harrys birthday, but what would he do for hers? <3

AHHHH FLUFF!

So for Nerdy H, he would do something sentimental.

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“Can I take this off yet?” She giggled, feeling that it was warm outside. It was nearly night time but Harry had coaxed her out of the house in a blindfold, not allowing it off until they got to their destination.

“Almost. Just… stand there and don’t move.” He laughed at the vision of Y/N in her blindfold. He was working on the finishing touches of the birthday surprise he had made for her. He was a bit of a perfectionist, and when it came to her…. It was even worse. All he wanted was to make her happy. And while she always said that anything he did would mean the most because it was from him, he wasn’t satisfied with that. He wanted her to have the best she ever possibly could. As soon as he was satisfied, he turned around.

“Okay.” His nerves could be heard in his voice as he gently untied the blindfold with his nimble fingers, letting out a shaky sigh as she opened her eyes and began to look around.

Harry had set up movie night for them at the lookout. A place he brought her when he was feeling specially romantic, overlooking the lake and the foothills of the mountains of their town, the beautiful view was nearly uninterrupted at night and the best view of the stars. He had come before and set up some balloons, and he had a large projector screen off to the side. The car was parked with the trunk open and blankets and pillows lining the back, his Range Rover coming in handy for it. The small picnic table was lined with a soft yellow tablecloth, her favorite snacks and a cooler to the side with fancy bottled lemonade she liked.

“I hope you like it… I know that you really wanted to have a movie night under the stars again, and I was hoping to go to a drive in up I know you like privacy so I-“ Harry’s explanation was cut off by a pair of lips and warm hands cupping his cheeks. A squeak of shock was given against them before he realized what was happening, calming slightly. His hands went to her waist and he let out a laugh before returning the kiss, pulling her into him.

He barely was able to pull away, as soon as he was apart, being attacked with kisses all over his face which had him laughing. Her kisses had his face flushing and nerves unbundling from his stomach. It had to be a good sign.

“Oi! I hope… this means you like it?” He laughed, looking at her face as he caught it in his large hands.

She was over the moon.

Everything was just further proof that Harry listens. No one knew how rare it was until they found someone who did. Harry, her sweet, nerdy and thoughtful boyfriend was the epitome of perfection to her. He was soft spoken and calm, and he was goofy in his own right. People may not understand the appeal, bur she knew him. And she did.

“I love it. I love it so much, Harry.” She whispered, flinging herself into his chest, snuggling in to hug him. All of Y/N’s favorite things. Her food. Her boyfriend. His car (she had a weird attachment to it). “You did this by yourself?”

“Erm… yeah. Mostly. I had my dad help me figure out which projector and screen would be good because I har to get one of those portable generators to get it to work. But everything else… yeah. You said nothing big, no big dinner out.” She hated getting too dressed up and going to snooty places where the food portion was too small anyways. “So… I got us pizza from Frankies… the fried dough stuff. Popcorn, the white cheddar kind, and some candy. And I have presents. The cake is in the display thing.” He blushed as he followed her to go look at it.

It was a Grey and blue cake with Totoro on it, one of her favorites. Some stars were on it and it had her tearing up. He had put so much effort into making this personal for her. It was incredible. How he spent his own money and time putting all of this together for her birthday.

“I can’t believe…. You’re not real.” She said in disbelief before her eyes caught something at the end of the table. It was two canvases and paint. Two easels folded at the end. Offhand, she had mentioned she would love to do one of those painting dates when she saw it on Pinterest while she was laying in bed with him. He remembered it too.

“You aren’t fucking real, Harry Edward. You aren’t. What movie is this?” She whimpered before grabbing him again for another kiss and hug, knocking the air out of him slightly.

Yeah. She was in love with him.

[jarofstyles]

hiii idk if you guys are taking blurbs or concepts but how would y/n plan for Harry’s birthday in level up? 🥺🥺

We are always taking concepts!

For Level Up, it’s something for the both of them. He’s always a bit selfish with her and her time, liking to soak in her pets and touches. He isn’t the most social butterfly besides his mates but the day would be filled with some alone time. Waking him up with kisses, he would groan and tug her on to his body, bury his face into her chest and take her hand up to his head so she could play with his hair.

“Happy birthday...” her giggles would be felt as vibrations against his cheek. It made him smile every time he got even the tiniest bit of a laugh so already, his day would be going amazing. With her fingers threaded through his waves, she would gently run through them and hum quietly. See, Harry likes to wake up slowly and get acclimated to the area around him. When she’s around though, he doesn’t ever want to leave the bed.

“S’my birthday.” His slurred speech muffled against her top. “Can I do somethin?”

She paused her hand in his hair, raising a brow bur whispering a hum of approval. At the confirmation, he would pull up just enough to lift up her (his) shirt, placing his head under it like a child and assuming his last position. Between bare breasts. A perfect way to wake up. It’s not even sexual this time. Just warm.

“Seriously?” Her laugh of disbelief made him smirk into her skin. “You’re insane. Couldn’t even look at me when we first got together again, and now you’re rucking up my shirt to use my boobs as pillows.” They truly had gone a long way. But the soft kisses to the skin and his hands following to hold her around the waist made her soft. He thrives with skin to skin contact. Made sense why she called him a baby.

When finally able to be pried out of bed, the day begins. Dressing him in jeans and a band tee shirt, she does up his hair as he sleepily sits on the closed toilet seat and let her style it how she likes. It’s a new thing they’ve been doing and Harry was weak to have his hair played with so he never had any complaints. She would lightly tussle it and and put mousse and whatever the hell it was that smells good in his hair. When she finished, he would pucker his lips at her and get one of the first of many kisses.

She doesn’t tell him the plans. As much as he whines, his lover knows that secretly he loves surprises. Internally, he’s incredibly touched she has spent a whole day planning something. Of course Harry insists on driving but she makes a nice pout of it until he playing sings, “S’my birthdaaaaaay. I get to do what I want.”

She takes him to a new breakfast cafe a town over and finally get the crepes Harry had been drooling over on the Instagram explore page. Followed by an hour out trip to a comic book store and a speciality game store he hadn’t known existed, which the pair of them spent a good deal of time and money in. Their shared hobbies rubbed off on each other and they had their gamer fun, Harry blinking a few times when they had gotten to the car and revealed she had bought him a surprise. Another lunchbox. The sentimental bastard teared up!

For lunch, it’s a picnic. Grabbing food from a food truck, they sat on the beach of a lake, Y/N sitting against his chest as they feed each other fries and Harry bringing the straw of his watermelon soda to her lips a few times to let her try, before ultimately claiming he didn’t want anymore and handed it over to the girl he loved. It was an incredibly peaceful afternoon, complete with his lover bringing out a comic book she had snuck and held it up so they could read it together.

The big plans were for the night though. She had planned a get together with his friends and his family, booking a table at the combination arcade and restaurant. That was something she had collaborated with his mother and her future mother in law with. She had it all set up with blue and red balloons and had the cake there and everything.

Knowing he didn’t like large public attention, they didn’t shout surprise. It did startle him though to walk into a section, already beaming to be here with her only to see everyone else he loves. She loves him enough to go through all of this, and it was moments like these that he really felt like he was the luckiest man in the world.

They’d play together but she would insist on him going off for a bit with his friends while she sat with his family and chatted. They were so cool and down to earth, she was already part of their family and they made her know that. Who wouldn’t want that for their child? A lover who wanted them whole lot and would do any and everything for them?

Eventually he would get pouty, feeling a bit clingy and find his way back to her, bringing her into his body and disappearing off to play some games with her. A photo booth escape too, taking a few strips of cute pictures for the both of them and playing some of the basketball hoop game. Harry was stupidly good at everything but helped her to ‘win’ so, she was happy. Even managing to sneak her around to the hallway and kiss her deep and full, muttering “love you, so fuckin’ much.” And “cant believe y’do this for me. You’re everything.” And of course, “m’so lucky. This is the best day.”

At the end of the night, with photos upon photos, new gifts, and bellies full of food, they’d collapse upstairs in his room, curled up while a YouTube streamer highlights played on his tv. It wasn’t the end of their night though. No, of course not. Y/N couldn’t leave him without a perfectly sloppy birthday blow job. Crawling under the covers like he had done to her shirt, tugging down the grey sweats (yum) and mouthing over his cock, getting it hard and leisurely sucking on her boyfriend. Paying attention to the spots he loves, dipping down to take her tongue over some new places, under his balls a bit and ever so lightly over his hole, making him gasp.

They’d discussed it a few times, their want to try it but it was just a slow introduction. His whine and slight spread of his legs let her know he was okay with it, so she repeated it a few times while her hand stroked him, but the cuss and whimpery “fuck, I....m’gonna cum, gonna cum baby.” Had her back up to take it into her mouth. Swallowing every drop he had to give.

Sliding back up to lay on top of him, they share a deep kiss and a final “Happy Birthday.”