omg i love the “lessons we never had to teach” w steve, i just read actually, and your writing is so good!! could you do a part two of that one where lily has actually a good bf, but steve takes time to trust/like him and gradually starts to trust him? also always giving her the pep talks. (and you are PORTUGUESE? ILY)
Dad’s watching - Steve Harrington
summary: After Lily’s heartbreak, Steve struggles to trust again, until a new boy proves, little by little, that he might be worthy of her heart. (this is a part 2 for one of my stories)
warnings: Overprotective dad, past heartbreak mentions, soft family feelings
wc: 2.5k
author's note: thank you sooo much for the love and the request I love writing them and yess I’m portuguese borned and raised ilyyyy
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The first punch happens so fast that later, Ethan will barely remember deciding to throw it.
What he remembers is the look on Lily’s face.
She’s standing by her locker, backpack slipping off one shoulder, eyes glossy but determined in that way that makes your chest ache when you love her. The boy is talking too loud. Laughing like what he did wasn’t cruel. Like it wasn’t real.
“She’s being dramatic,” he says to someone else, not even to her.
That’s when Ethan sees red.
He doesn’t yell. Doesn’t warn him. He just steps forward and swings.
The crack of knuckles against skin echoes down the hallway, sharp and final. The boy stumbles back, hand flying to his face, shock written all over him.
Ethan is shaking, breath heaving, eyes dark.
“You don’t get to talk about her,” he snaps. “Ever.”
Teachers come running. Someone shouts his name. Lily gasps, hands flying to her mouth.
Ethan doesn’t care.
Later, sitting in the principal’s office, knuckles bruised and split, he doesn’t apologize.
Not once.
And when Steve picks them up jaw tight, eyes scanning Lily for damage first, always first, Ethan expects to be yelled at.
Instead, Steve just puts a hand on his shoulder.
“You okay?” he asks quietly.
Ethan nods.
Steve exhales. “Alright.”
That’s all.
Weeks pass.
Healing happens quietly in your house. Not forced. Not rushed.
Lily grows lighter again, slowly. Not glowing. Not floating. Just… steadier. She laughs more at dinner. Sings softly while doing dishes. Sits closer to you on the couch, like she’s reminding herself she’s still safe.
One evening, you’re all in the living room.
Steve’s stretched out on one end of the couch, remote in hand, half-watching some old movie he’s seen a hundred times. Lily’s curled up on the other end, feet tucked under her, scrolling on her phone but glancing up at the screen every so often. In the kitchen, Ethan and you got music playing low while the smell of cookies fills the house, cause what boy doesn’t love his mamma time.
Steve glances at Lily, casual. “You want another blanket?”
She shakes her head. “I’m good.”
A beat passes.
Then she clears her throat.
“So… um. I’ve been talking to someone.”
Steve doesn’t move.
Doesn’t stiffen. Doesn’t react.
Inside, his brain absolutely short-circuits.
Another boy. Another heart. Another chance for someone to hurt her.
But he keeps his voice even. “Yeah?”
She nods, eyes still on the TV. “It’s nothing serious. Just… talking. He seems nice.”
Steve swallows.
“That’s good,” he says carefully. “You wanna tell me about him?”
She looks at him then, surprised. “Really?”
“Yeah, kid,” he says. “I’d rather hear it from you.”
Something shifts in her expression relief, maybe. Trust.
“We’re just friends,” she says quickly. “Like, actually. I promise.”
Steve nods. “Okay. Just… keep me updated, yeah?”
She smiles, small but genuine. “I will.”
From the kitchen, Ethan calls out, “Cookies in five!”
“Ethan!! Shhhh they’re gonna eat all our hard work” you joke, which leaves Steve and Lily with a smile in their faces.
Steve exhales slowly, tension he didn’t realize he was holding easing just a fraction.
He sees the boy for the first time a few days later.
Steve’s by the window, arms crossed, pretending to check the weather while absolutely not doing that at all.
A car pulls up. Nothing flashy. Clean. Normal.
The boy gets out, opens the door for Lily.
Steve watches closely.
The kid doesn’t rush. Doesn’t lean in too close. Doesn’t touch her unless she moves first.
“Is that him?” Steve asks.
Lily glances over. “Yeah. But—Dad—it’s really not a big deal.”
Steve nods. “Alright.”
She heads inside, calling a quick goodbye over her shoulder. The boy waves. Steve gives a single nod in return.
Measured. Neutral.
When Lily disappears down the hall, Steve finally exhales.
Outside, you’re in the backyard with Ethan, half-heartedly “helping” him clean the pool while he insists you’re making it harder.
“Mom,” he laughs, nudging you gently. “I got it.”
“I’m helping,” you insist, even as you absolutely are not.
Steve steps outside, rubbing the back of his neck.
You look up at him instantly. “You saw him.”
He nods. “Yeah.”
“And?”
“He seemed… fine,” Steve admits. “Which somehow makes it worse.”
Ethan snorts. “You’re impossible.”
Steve ignores him, turning to you instead. “What am I supposed to do?”
You pause, setting the skimmer aside. “What do you mean?”
“Am I doing the right thing?” he asks quietly. “By not freaking out. By letting it happen.”
You step closer, lowering your voice. “Steve. If she knows she can come to us if she knows we’re not gonna scare her into hiding things that’s how we protect her.”
He looks at you, eyes searching.
“She’s gonna meet people,” you continue softly. “And if we’re by her side through it, that’s better than her feeling like she’s alone.”
He exhales, shaking his head. “You’re always right, baby. It’s annoying.”
You smile and kiss him, slow and familiar.
“Guys,” Ethan deadpans. “I’m literally right here.”
Steve laughs, pulling back. “Yeah, yeah.”
You squeeze Ethan’s arm. “You did good with the pool.”
He grins. “Told you.”
Steve looks toward the house, where Lily’s laughter drifts through an open window.
Careful. Calm. Still here.
And maybe, for the first time Steve realizes that letting go doesn’t mean stepping away.
It just means trusting the lessons they never had to teach.
Time doesn’t announce itself when it starts to heal things.
It just… shows up in pieces.
It’s Liam, the new boy, pulling up outside the house on a random Tuesday afternoon, engine still running while Lily grabs her bag. Steve watches from the window, arms crossed out of habit more than suspicion now.
The boy gets out of the car anyway.
Walks her to the door.
“Evening, Mr. Harrington,” Liam says easily, like he’s done it a hundred times. “Hi, Mrs. Harrington.”
You smile back. “Hi, Liam.”
Steve nods. “Hey.”
Not stiff. Not sharp. Just… there.
When Lily comes home later, hair smelling like outside air and cheap movie theater popcorn, she’s lighter. Not floating. Just content.
“He walked me to my locker again,” she tells you while you’re washing dishes. “Said it’s dumb to rush.”
You hum. “Sounds like he’s got common sense.”
She smiles to herself.
Another afternoon, it’s colder than expected. Lily comes inside wrapped in a hoodie that’s very clearly not hers sleeves too long, hem brushing her thighs.
Steve notices immediately.
“Where’d that come from?” he asks.
She shrugs. “Liam’s. He said I looked cold.”
Steve pauses.
Then: “Smart kid.”
You pretend not to see the way that answer surprises even him.
The little things stack up quietly.
Liam brings cookies once. Homemade. Slightly burnt on the edges. He apologizes too much about them. Steve eats three.
Liam shows up early one Saturday just to say hi before taking Lily to the movies. Shakes Steve’s hand. Makes eye contact. Doesn’t rush Lily when she’s running late.
Ethan likes him.
That might be the biggest shock of all.
“He’s chill,” Ethan says one night, mouth full of cereal. “We talked about music for like an hour.”
Steve raises an eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“He listens,” Ethan adds. “That’s rare.”
Steve files that away.
Weeks pass like that. No big moments. No dramatic declarations. Just consistency.
Lily keeps you updated without being asked.
“We haven’t kissed,” she says one evening, almost shy. “He said there’s no rush.”
You glance at her, studying her face. “How do you feel about that?”
She shrugs, then smiles. “Safe.”
That word sits heavy in your chest in the best way.
Steve overhears bits and pieces. Pretends not to. Pretends he’s not listening when she tells you about Liam buying her sour candy because “he remembered she liked the blue ones best.”
But one night, while folding laundry together, Steve finally says it.
“He’s… alright,” he admits.
You smile into a t-shirt. “High praise.”
The fireplace is lit in the backyard when the air turns crisp enough to justify it.
You and Lily sit close, legs tucked under blankets, marshmallows melting just a little too fast. On the other side of the yard, Steve and Ethan are locked into a game, voices rising and falling with every near-miss.
Lily watches the fire for a long moment before she speaks.
“I didn’t want to fall for him,” she says quietly.
You don’t interrupt.
“I really didn’t,” she continues. “After what happened… I told myself I wouldn’t.”
You reach for her hand.
“But I think I am,” she admits. “And that scares me.”
You squeeze her fingers gently. “That makes sense.”
She exhales. “I’m not saying he’s ‘the one’ or anything. I just… think he might be a good one.”
You smile softly. “I’ve met the kid. I agree.”
She laughs quietly. “You hated my last boyfriend.”
“I hated how he treated you,” you correct. “Big difference.”
She nods, thoughtful. “Do you think Dad’s okay with it?”
You glance over at Steve, who’s currently yelling at the TV while Ethan laughs at him.
“I think your dad is trying very hard to be okay with it,” you say honestly. “Which is his version of trust.”
She smiles at that.
“And between you and me,” you add, lowering your voice, “He tried to get some information about your brothers love life out of me, so don’t think it’s just with you.”
Lily snorts. “No way.”
“Oh yes way,” you grin. “Your father is nothing if not consistent.”
She relaxes then, leaning into your shoulder.
“I just… wanted you to know,” she says quietly.
“I’m glad you told me,” you reply. “And I trust you. Whatever you decide.”
She nods, eyes shining a little in the firelight.
Across the yard, Steve glances over at you both. Catches Lily laughing. Sees her relaxed. Happy.
Something in his chest eases.
He doesn’t say it out loud.
But he’s learning.
Liam arrives ten minutes early.
Not late. Not exactly on time. Early enough that it feels intentional.
Steve notices immediately.
“He said six,” Steve mutters, glancing at the clock for the third time in as many minutes.
You look up from where you’re wiping down the counter. “It’s five fifty.”
“That’s early.”
“It’s polite.”
Steve hums, unconvinced.
The doorbell rings before he can spiral any further.
Steve stands so fast his chair scrapes loudly against the floor. Ethan, already suspiciously hovering near the hallway, freezes mid-step.
“I got it,” Steve says.
“I’ll come with you,” you add casually, already following.
Liam stands on the porch with his hands clasped in front of him, dressed nicer than usual. Button-down shirt. Clean shoes. Hair carefully styled but not stiff. He looks… nervous. Not guilty-nervous. Respectful-nervous.
“Mr. Harrington. Mrs. Harrington,” he says. “Hi.”
“Hi, Liam,” you smile warmly.
Steve nods. “You’re early.”
“Yes, sir,” Liam says quickly. “I—uh—if that’s okay. I actually… wanted to talk to you both for a second. If that’s alright.”
Steve’s stomach drops.
“Talk?” he repeats.
Liam swallows. “Yes, sir.”
Ethan, from the hallway, makes a strangled noise and immediately pretends he’s deeply invested in a family photo on the wall.
Steve steps aside. “Come in.”
Liam does, shoulders squared like he’s bracing for impact.
They move to the living room. Lily’s door is still closed upstairs music faintly playing. She has no idea.
Liam clears his throat.
“I just wanted to say,” he begins, voice steady despite the obvious nerves, “that I really care about Lily. And I’ve tried to show that in the ways I know how. I’ve never wanted to rush her or pressure her into anything. I just…” He glances between you and Steve. “I’d really like to ask her to be my girlfriend. Officially. And I wanted to ask you first.”
Steve’s brain short-circuits.
Ask her— girlfriend— official—
He opens his mouth, closes it, rubs a hand over his face.
“You want to—” Steve exhales. “You want to ask my daughter to be your girlfriend.”
“Yes, sir.”
Steve looks at you.
You give him a calm look that says: breathe.
Liam rushes on. “I know it’s not… like, a formal thing. But I respect you both, and I respect her. And I wanted you to know my intentions aren’t—” He shakes his head. “They’re not bad. I promise.”
Steve studies him.
Not just looking really looking.
This isn’t a kid trying to sneak something. This is a boy standing still under scrutiny, choosing honesty anyway.
Steve nods slowly.
“I appreciate you coming to us,” he says. “That took guts.”
Liam lets out a breath he’s clearly been holding.
“And,” Liam adds, almost sheepish, “Ethan already gave me his permission.”
Silence.
“…Ethan,” Steve repeats.
There’s a loud thump from the hallway.
Steve turns just in time to see Ethan half-hidden behind the corner, frozen mid-escape.
“You,” Steve says flatly.
Ethan winces. “In my defense—”
“Since when do you give permission about your sister’s life?”
Ethan shrugs. “Since I like him and he treats her right.”
Steve stares at his son for a long moment.
Then back at Liam.
Steve lifts his hands. “Alright.”
Liam straightens.
Steve points a finger. “Here’s how this works. You hurt her, even emotionally, I will know.”
Liam nods immediately. “Yes, sir.”
Steve continues. “I won’t yell. I won’t threaten. I will simply make your life very uncomfortable.”
You snort.
“And don’t listen to him,” you add sweetly, resting a hand on Steve’s arm. “But I will absolutely slap the shit out of you if you hurt my baby.”
Liam’s eyes widen but he smiles, relieved.
“I wouldn’t,” he says earnestly. “I promise.”
Steve nods once. “Okay.”
That’s it.
That’s the approval.
Just then, Lily comes down the stairs.
She’s wearing a soft dress, hair curled just right, smile easy and bright and she freezes when she sees everyone standing there.
“Why does this feel like an ambush?” she asks.
Liam turns to her, suddenly all nerves again. “Hi.”
She smiles. “Hi.”
Steve clears his throat. “You’re heading out?”
“Yes…?” Lily answers slowly.
Liam takes a breath. “I was hoping I could ask you something. Tonight.”
Her eyes flicker to you, questioning.
You smile. “Go.”
They leave not long after, Lily glowing in a way that feels different this time steadier.
When she comes home later, she doesn’t sneak in.
She walks straight into the kitchen where you and Steve are waiting.
“We’re dating,” she announces, smiling.
Steve stands, opens his arms. “Congratulations.”
She hugs him tight.
Then you.
“But,” Steve adds gently, pulling back to look at her, “remember what we talked about.”
She nods. “I know.”
“Trust yourself,” you add. “And us.”
She smiles. “I will.”
She turns to head upstairs.
“Lily,” Steve calls.
She stops. “Yeah?”
“I think it’s time we finally have… the conversation.”
Her face drops. “Conversation?”
“You know,” Steve says seriously. “About how babies come into the world.”
“No,” she says immediately. “Dad, please, no.”
You laugh as she bolts up the stairs, calling, “Absolutely not!”
The door slams.
Steve sighs.
“Give her time,” you say, slipping into his arms. “She’s not ready.”
He looks down at you slowly. “Are you ready?”
Before you can answer, he’s kissing you, playful and familiar, climbing into your space.
You laugh, hands on his shoulders. “Stevie, I’m pretty sure I already know how babies are made.”
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As always it’s not well proofread so if you see anything glaringly obvious or super bad please tell me
cw: hospitals, sick child
starting a pt2???? I think so but lmk if you want it prioritised
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Hobie’s sat on his couch, eating some chinese takeout with a couple his friends/bandmates. He hears a light knock on the door, and its so quiet he almost missed it. He gets up, letting his friends keep talking and opens the door to you. You’re clearly panicked, and holding a little baby in a onesie with elephants on it. Hes seen you before around the flat building, even helped you a couple of times with baby items when the lift was broken for the hundredth time or when you were pregnant and couldn’t bring your groceries upstairs in one go. The baby keeps crying but not at her usual eardrum-perforating pitch.
“Hey luv, what’s up?” He asks quietly so he doesn’t startle the baby.
“Can you drive?” You ask desperately.
“Yeah I can drive, take a couple deep breaths luv.” He says, he reaches out a hand and rubs soothingly up and down your upper arm.
“She’s got fever. I need to go to the hospital, please.” Hobie looks down at the baby in your arms. Her face is red and scrunched up, and shes whining and crying as she squirms against you. He nods, walking back into his flat to put his boots on.
“Where you off to Hobie?” he turns to Gwen.
“Lila has a fever.” He murmurs, grabbing his keys. “Lock the flat on your way out, or stay. I don’t care.” Gwen turns to the rest of his friends as Hobie leaves the flat without a look back.
“He’s got a crush on the girl, I can tell.” She says, you hear it and ignore it, too focused on the crying baby to pay any attention. Hobies hand lands on the small of your back, guiding you out to your car. You get into the back with her, and let Hobie take your keys. He reaches behind his seat to hold your hand as you comfort your crying baby.
“She’s gonna be ‘kay lovie. She knows ‘er mum’s got ‘er.” She hiccups, and you kiss her warm head.
“I know, it’s just her first time being sick, and my mum is away and-“
“Breathe luv, slowly. In and out, in and out.” He looks into the rear view mirror, checking on you. “Only three minutes left, she’s gonna be fine.” You nod, and keep taking deep breaths until you pull into the hospital car park.
“Hobie can you take the diaper bag, it’s with the carrier so you can just put it in the carrier and take them both to save you carrying two things.” You ask, unclipping the car seat and lifting your daughter up so she can nestle into your chest.
“‘Course luv.” Hobie slings the diaper bag over his shoulder, hauling up the car seat with the same arm, leaving his other arm free to lay over your shoulder as you walk into the Urgent Care department. You walk over to the receptionist, who’s typing on his computer and drinking a bottled water.
“How can I help you?” he asks, lifting his head to look at you.
“Good afternoon, uh my daughter has a fever and shes only three months old. It’s her first fever.” “Ah, alright. We’ll have a doctor see her. Can you two fill in the paperwork?” You nod, taking the clipboard from him. You and Hobie go and sit down and you lean against him. Your little girl lifts her head up to look at him, and he reaches out a finger for her to hold. She wraps her whole hand around it, before very gracefully trying to shove her entire fist into her mouth. Hobie laughs and you smile at them both.
“Dja want me to take her while you fill the forms in?” You nod, and gently transfer her into his arms. She fusses a little but settles soon enough, chewing on his finger. You fill in her forms and hand them back to the receptionist and sit down to wait for someone to call you back.
“Do you want me to take her back?” You rub her head, smoothing down the little tufts of hair.
“If ya want to luv, I’m happy to hold her if you want a break.” You nod silently, resting your head on his shoulder, moving Hobie’s hand gently to make sure he’s supporting Lila’s head properly. You close your eyes, resting against Hobie.
Hobie sits there, watching the nurses and doctors bustle around the waiting room, taking people into triage rooms. He looks down at the little baby in his arms, supporting her as she starts to finally settle down. You and her sleep the same way, with identical little pouts on your faces. He’s glad you can finally rest, and as much as he wants to get seen as soon as possible to ease your mind, he almost hopes that it’ll be a little longer so you can have a proper sleep.
After about another twenty minutes a nurse calls out the name you’ve been waiting to hear, and Hobie nudges you awake.
“Cmon luv, time to move.” You get up sluggishly and take the baby from him, letting him look after all the baby stuff as you walk to the nurse.
“Hi, this is Lila, I’m her mum.”
“Perfect, just follow me to the exam room.” You follow obediently, Hobie walking behind you like a bodyguard as you walk into a room with a young-ish doctor.
“Hello, I’m Dr Monroe, and this should be Lila?” You nod. “Perfect, if you can pass her to the nurse, we’re just going to check her height, weight and temperature.” You hand her over to the nurse, watching as he lays your sleeping baby into a tiny metal scale. She wakes up and starts to cry, and the nurse rubs her stomach as he holds a tape measure against her.
“12lbs 5oz and 22.8 inches,” the nurse murmurs to himself as he jots the measurement down. “38.2°C”
“She’s a bit on the small side but her hospital records show she was born smaller.” The doctor tells you. She takes Lila and checks her eyes and ears, and listens to her breathing and heartbeat.
“It’s likely to be some sickness from her most recent vaccine, she’s not congested or anything. My advice would be to give her some ibuprofen.”
You nod, putting Lila’s onesie back on.
“She’s okay?”
“She’s okay. You’re doing a great job.” Hobie rubs your back encouragingly as you lift Lila into her car seat. The doctor turns to Hobie. “Are you her dad?” and Hobie chuckles.
And I'm petrified of being alone, now | Masterlist
Summary: She’s just trying to get by, really. What with being a single parent to her four year old son whilst simultaneously trying to kick start a successful career as a radio presenter. She’s got everything she’s ever wanted though, friends close by, a mum who’s merely a phone call away, and of course her baby boy. What else is there to wish for? But then, it’s not long before her relatively normal life gets upended and turned on its head, and she’s suddenly forced to deal with situations she’s never even thought to imagine.
What happens when one mention of a certain controversial singer on her show sends a flood of unexpected challenges her way?
Request: hi! I was wondering whether you could do something with Harry as a dad? Something just really cute? Thank you!
Dad!harry x fem!reader
Trigger warnings: none
“Evelyn baby!” Your voice rang out as you crouched down to welcome your daughter into your arms, you had the duty of picking Evelyn up because Harry had to do a photoshoot but you didn’t mind at all. Harry was your husband of four years and you absolutely adored him. You loved him because he was himself, not just for his looks… for his personality, his kindness, his love, his vulnerability but especially for the love he had for your daughter. The moment she was born they were attached at the hip practically, he was always holding her, most of the time after you had gotten out of the hospital he held Evelyn in his arms saying his only priority was for you to get rest and that he would look after her and he did. Harry was very big on “skin to skin” contact and so often when Evelyn was a newborn held the small girl on his bare chest just so she could feel safe and at home with him. His interactions with her were simply the biggest reason why you absolutely adored him. “Mama!” Her small voice said excitedly as she wrapped her arms around you gripping onto you tightly, she was 5 years old and had finally settled in to her pre-school that she struggled in because she was shy and struggled with making friends but soon realised her peers there simply wanted to be her friend.
“Did you have a good day?” You asked smiling down at her, her head nodding furiously “Uhuh! We made Easter hats!” She exclaimed excitedly with a grin and you smiled pressing a kiss to her forehead “that’s great sweetheart,” you said happily before lifting her up into your arms carrying her back to your car “daddy?” She soon asked and you smiled “daddy’s having a photoshoot. But we’re gonna go see him okay?” You said smiling at her her smile growing at your words “cheese! Daddy’s saying cheese?” She asked and you chuckled gently, you and Harry had taught her that when you got your pictures taken you had to say cheese and it simply stuck with Evelyn and she couldn’t quite pronounce photo or photoshoot so whenever she wanted a picture taken of her or if she wanted to take a picture of you and Harry she often just yelled ‘cheese’ even in the most strangest of places which got a lot of strange stares but in reality it was just adorable.
You put Evelyn in her booster seat as you made sure she was strapped in before you strapped the seatbelt around her, kissing her cheek “wanna see daddy!” She shouted and you gently shushed her “inside voice please honey, we’re going to see him now.” You assured before closing the door quietly, the toddler starting to play with her sensory toys which often helped to keep her quiet and distract her on long car journeys but she sometimes also played with them when bored or nervous. You got into the car as you immediately began driving to the studio where Harry was having his photoshoot. He not only needed some new album covers but he also had other things coming up too so wanted some good photos to use, plus his Instagram profile picture was looking a tad bit boring and he wanted to brighten it up more.
Soon enough you arrived at the studio and you quickly got Evelyn out of the car as you slowly made your way into the studio, you heard Harry’s voice instantly and so did Evelyn a soft squeal leaving her lips as she kicked her legs slightly to be put down “okay careful baby” you said before setting her down onto the floor as you followed after her. Harry’s outfit was beautiful, he literally looked like a god. Jesus Christ were you obsessed with how he looked. He looked so pretty. As his eyes landed on you he smiled at you Evelyn’s screams of excitement being heard as Harry smirked softly “oh I wonder who that is… can anyone else hear that?” He asked the photographer continuing to take pictures of him as he had asked prior to you arriving, he wanted the camera to picture him as himself. “Daddy! Daddy!” Evelyn shouted excitedly her small hands gripping at his jeans lightly tugging at the material and he looked down, gasping as if he hadn’t seen her “oh my goodness… is this my princess? Princess Evelyn!” He lifted her up into his arms her giggles getting louder as she smiled at him her small hand resting on his cheek and in that moment you couldn’t help yourself as you took a quick picture of the two, your heart instantly melting “I missed you dada” she said her hand remaining on Harry’s cheek and he smiled pressing a kiss to her forehead “i missed you too honey…” he held her close before turning himself and her towards the camera “say cheese baby” he said and so she did, “cheeseeee!” She exclaimed the flash from the camera lighting both Harry and Evelyn’s eyes up and you watched the interaction your heart continuing to melt as you beamed happily. You then looked down to your phone as you immediately put a picture of the two up on your Instagram, both Harry and your daughter were your biggest inspiration and most important thing in your life so your Instagram was full of pictures of them, you had grown quite the following too but that didn’t matter to you. All that mattered to you was Harry and Evelyn.
Evelyn soon began running around the studio, being chased by Harry as you watched a soft smile on your lips and once Harry had made a full circle round he appeared beside you again his arms wrapping around your waist “mm.. hello.” He spoke pressing a kiss to your cheek and you smiled running your fingers through his hair gently “hi… I think she missed you more than I did.” You teased and he glared at you playfully “I’m kidding.. I missed you tons.” You said holding onto him tightly, Evelyn constantly tapping Harry’s leg but he didn’t mind his attention soon turning to her “yes miss Evelyn?” He asked and that set the girl off in fits of giggles “chase me daddy!” She giggled out again and Harry glanced at you begging you to help and you laughed out “guess this’ll help me get my stamina back before tour” he chuckled out before chasing Evelyn around, purposely going slowly so she could win her squeals being music to both your and Harry’s ears. You knew Evelyn would miss Harry when he went away on tour and so that’s why you and him were trying to figure out a plan to be able to bring Evelyn along on tour with him, maybe you too.
“Mama!” The small child exclaimed “save me!!” She yelled and you laughed out as she hid behind your legs “I’ve got you… but who knows… maybe I’m on daddy’s side!” You yelled dramatically, the room being chaotic but fun as you lifted her up into your arms spinning her around as she screamed out happily before you held her back to your chest Harry slowly walking towards her like a predator awaiting to pounce on its prey and you laughed out as she kicked her legs “daddy no!!” She yelled but before she could do anything he had began to tickle her relentlessly, before lifting her T-shirt up as he began blowing raspberries into her tummy purposely making a farting noise as she squealed, laughing louder, Harry soon stopping just so he could wrap his arms around you gripping onto you tightly as Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck, being smushed in between the two of you as Harry looked into your eyes lovingly “love you both so so much… my two favourite girls in the whole entire world. My loves.” He said softly before pressing a kiss to your forehead and a kiss to Evelyn’s forehead his words nothing but the truth as he smiled, a photo being taken of the three of you cuddled together and Harry used that specific photo of him and his girls together as his new Instagram photo. The world knew him and his Instagram… but he wanted the world to know that his world was his two girls… y/n and Evelyn.
One of the scariest places you’ve ever stepped foot into. The same one your willingly going back to after four years.
You had just started your masters degree when you found out you were pregnant. It was going to be way to labour intensive to see it through with a baby, so you did exactly what you didn’t want to and dropped out.
Seven months after you dropped out you gave birth to the most precious little boy and called him Noah. Now little three year old Noah was heading off to day care for the first time while his Mum was heading back to start her Masters all over again.
Dropping Noah off you couldn’t decide if you should feel like a bad Mum going back to University or proud of yourself for being able to do both. You make sure Noah is occupied with some colouring before heading off to your first class. This process occurred for the first few weeks and began working really well for you and Noah. He was learning so much at day care and you were feeling amazing about your Masters.
There was still one thing holding you back in one of your classes. You had had some run ins with one of your professors who you knew from before you had Noah and who you had gone to University with as undergraduates. Harry. You were good friends, for a while, but things broke down when Noah’s Dad fell into the picture. Harry hated him, always said he was wrong for you and up to no good. Which in a way he was right.
******
You were sitting in Harry’s class one day when your phone began to buzz with the daycares number. You quickly sneak out of Harry’s lecture and answer. Your day was being cut short. Poor Noah was vomiting with a temperature, meaning you had no choice but to go and pick him up. You sneak back into class packing your things up quietly before sneaking back out glancing down to the front of the room on the way out to notice Harry already staring at you a wave of confusion covering his face.
You pick Noah up and head straight home. Once arriving at home you get some medicine ready for Noah who you had left laying on the couch. “Baby mummy has some medicine to help you feel better” you say softly kneeling in front of him “mummy feel yucky” he whimpers. You lean over kissing his head softly “I know baby, take this for mummy it will help I promise”. You help him pop the little syringe of liquid in his mouth before passing him his little water bottle to wash it down “mummy’s brave boy” you smile brushing his growing hair from his face “have a little lay down monkey, mummy’s going to sit with you ok?” You ask softly. He just nods pulling his blanket and teddy up closer to his chest.
After around half an hour Noah had fallen asleep. You decide to take this opportunity to try and catch up on the things you missed in class today which meant emailing your professor for the notes. You open your laptop going to your emails to see a couple of unread ones including one from Harry from that afternoon.
To your surprise he had taken the time from his day to email you the notes from class today with a message attached.
‘Hi Y/N,
I noticed you slipped out of class today, I just wanted to check in and ensure everything is ok?
No need to go into detail, but please don’t hesitate to reach out if you need anything.
Please find attached the rest of the notes from the lecture today, feel free to contact me with questions or queries,
Kind regards,
Prof. H Styles.’
You quickly glance through the notes before looking at the time seeing it was still only early, Harry would still be at work, you figured it was best to offer some sort of explanation.
‘Hi Professor,
Thank you for reaching out and for the notes they have been very helpful.
I’m sorry I had to sneak out, unfortunately my son fell sick and I had to bring him home,
I’m hoping to be back in class tomorrow.
Thanks again,
Y/N Y/L/N.’
You never got a reply from Harry after that. Not that you expected one. You got through the rest of your day hanging out on the couch with Noah in between his vomits and temperatures, you managed to get the lecture notes revised and yourself up to date with your classes, as well as Noah fed and tucked into bed a little earlier than normal to get the extra rest he needed.
****
The next morning Noah had stopped vomiting but was still having temperatures on and off. You had called your Mum the night before to see if she could look after Noah so you could to go to your classes. She was more than accomodating coming over to your place extra early and assuring you that there was no need to rush home that he would be ok with his Grandma for a day.
You head off to your classes for the day and try to get as much done as you can to be able to give Noah your undivided attention once you arrived home. Your last class for the day was with Harry. Things went well. You had a great grasp on what was going on in his class at the moment. Once the class was over everyone started to file out, you were packing your bag getting ready to go yourself when Harry called you out “Y/N?” you turn your head in his direction “is everything ok?” He asks “I just wanted to check in” he explains.
You continue to pack your things as Harry makes his way toward you. “Yeah everything’s fine, Noah’s feeling a little better” you smile softly glancing at him. “Ok, well let me know if you need anything” he nods toward you before walking back down to the front of the classroom.
“Professor” you say softly to catch Harry’s attention as he was walking away. He looks up glaring a little “Y/N we’ve known each other for a long time, you don’t have to call me that” he snaps a little. Nodding, you glance at your feet “sorry” you whisper “I uh, just wanted to say thank you, for checking in” you look up a little at his now softened expression before walking away.
******
A few weeks had passed since Noah had been sick, he had made a full recovery and was as energetic as ever. You had planned with Noah’s dad for Noah to spend a few days with him over the weekend. You were planning on dropping Noah off at your Mums for his Dad, Ryan to come and pick him up. You’d had a rough separation from Ryan, he was incredibly possessive and manipulative, he caused you so much stress during your pregnancy that Noah was almost 10 weeks premature.
You dropped Noah off on Thursday morning to your Mums for Ryan to pick him up that afternoon after he finished work. You were heading towards your first deadline for an assignment in Harry’s class meaning it was good timing to be able to have the extra time to study. You were in the library studying a little after five PM when your phone began to ring, Ryan’s contact shining on your screen. You sigh a little before standing up to make your way outside to take the call.
“Hello” you chine putting on your best ‘nice voice’ on.
“Hey, are you busy?” Ryan asks not bothering to ask how you were or if it was a good time to talk.
“I’m studying, so a little, why?” You ask not liking where the conversation was going.
“I have bad news” he sighs dramatically causing you to roll your eyes “I can’t have Noah this weekend, something came up I have to cancel sorry”. You audibly groan pinching the bridge of your nose.
“Are you shitting me right now? You’ve been asking for this for months and when I say yes you cancel, what do I tell Noah?” You snap becoming frustrated at how unreliable this man was.
“I don’t know, tell him I’m sick or something it’s not my problem” he grumbles.
“He’s your son Ryan! You can’t just pop in and out as you please, you either need to be part of his life or give it up” you yell causing people to look your direction.
“Whatever, if your going to be a bitch then I’m not talking to you” he says bluntly.
“Ryan I’m done with this crap. Your not going to see Noah anymore, you can’t just jump in and out of his life it’s not fair on him” you explain.
Before you knew it the line went dead, indicating Ryan had hung up. You groan loudly gripping your phone tightly you look around to see a number of people looking between you and what they were doing, including Harry who was now making his way towards you.
You sigh a little beginning to pack up your belongings trying to slip away from talking to Harry. To your dismay Harry’s long strides caught up to you “Y/N” Harry says softly reaching the desk you were working from. “Why don’t you come to my office?” He asks reluctantly. You sigh shaking your head “no it’s ok I should get home and finish this”.
Harry didn’t move away from you, instead coming to sit next to you “Y/N, please?” Harry asks softly. You look up at him seeing his soft expression “at least just talk to me a little, I heard you…on the phone, is everything ok?” He asks you sigh sitting back into the chair allowing Harry to lean against the desk.
“Do you need an extension for this paper? I’m more than happy to try and make things a little more flexible for you?” Harry asks, clearly sympathising with you. You quickly shake your head “no no no, it’s Ryan he’s being an idiot, nothing to do with class work, just him being him” you sigh.
“Oh you’re still together, I understand” Harry says softly seeming disappointed. You begin shaking your head laughing “no we are not…. We started having problems while I was pregnant with Noah, he left the day I went into labour I called him while he was at work to tell him I needed to go to the hospital and he just never showed. Noah and I came home three weeks later and all of his stuff was gone. It took almost a year for him to decide he deserved to be a part of Noah’s life and I honestly hate it. He cancels last minute almost every visit and he pushes me for visits. I’m just exhausted by it Harry….” You sigh placing your chin in your hands “I’m sorry I offloaded all that onto you” you say shaking your head pushing your hair from your face.
Harry just stares at you for a minute “I’m glad” he says softly “I’m glad your not with him, I know I used to give you a hard time about it but you really do deserve better. I’m sorry I wasn’t a better friend back then” Harry adds looking at his hands.
You shake your head “don’t be silly, you were a great friend, I was naive and just happened to end up pregnant” you start before pausing for a moment “But I wouldn’t change Noah for the world he’s the sweetest kid and even though he doesn’t understand why I’m gone a lot at the moment he hasn’t complained once”
Harry simply smiles in your direction “he sounds like his Mum” he chuckles a little. You smile glancing at Harry. “Would you like to come to my office? The library will be closing soon, I’ll be here for a little while yet, I can make us some tea?” Harry offers.
You think on his offer for a moment before nodding “that sounds great, thank you” you smile softly beginning to gather your things.
Walking to Harry’s office the campus had become relatively empty in the last half hour. Footpaths that we’re lined with groups of students were now empty and several buildings were now locked for the night.
You make it to Harry’s office he unlocks the door and lets you in before him “make yourself comfortable I’ll just be marking some papers” he smiles. You nod a little and find a seat in his surprisingly large office, getting to work.
*****
The pair work in silence for a couple of hours before you notice the time “crap” you mumble quickly trying to pack your things up again “everything ok?” Harry asks, you nod “yeah, just need to go and pick Noah up, his bedtime is 8, I didn’t realise it was already 7:30.” You sigh.
Harry stands to come and help you collecting some papers into a pile for you “You should have this, I’ll be giving them out in class tomorrow but have yours now” he says softly “but you didn’t get it from me” he smirks placing one of your freshly marked assessments under a pile of your papers “grading is on the last page, you’re doing great Y/N” Harry adds causing you to smile “thank you Harry and thank you for this, it was really helpful” you smile softly swinging your bag onto your shoulder “see you tomorrow” you say softly before slipping out of the room.
Your drive to pick Noah up was brief, you called your Mum to let her know what you were on your way, not that she was worried. She was however pissed that Noah’s father hadn’t arrived to collect him, arguably angrier than you were.
You arrive and let yourself in seeing Noah almost asleep on the couch, he sees you and smiles widely, sliding off the couch “Mummy!” He yells running towards you “Hi baby!” You smile kneeling down as he runs into your arms, you hug him tightly kissing his head “Did you have a good day with Grandma?” You ask picking him up carrying him to the kitchen where your Mum was cleaning up “Grandma let me have chicken nuggies for dinner Mummy!” he tells excitedly you giggle rubbing his back “you’re very spoilt buddy” your Mum looks towards you “he is very spoilt” she smiles.
“Thank you for looking after him Mum” you smile “I’m sorry” you pout a little. Noah snuggles into your chest wrapping his arms around you. “How was your day?” Your mum asks finishing up some dishes “it was ok, I spent the afternoon studying” you say softly rocking Noah a little “anything from….him?” Your mum asks you just shake your head.
“He called me to tell me, I lost it. I don’t want him to see us anymore” you sigh a little not going into detail in front of Noah. “I’m sorry sweetheart” your Mum says moving to hug your side to not disturb Noah. “Should get him home” she says softly you nod “I’ll grab his bag” you say before walking to the living room picking up Noah’s backpack you had out together for the weekend “thank you for looking after him mum I appreciate it so much” you smile, giving her a hug.
You make it out to the car and buckle a now sleeping Noah into his car seat. Heading home you manage to get Noah into his pyjamas and tucked into bed without waking him too much. You smile a little watching Noah for a while before heading off to your own room. You grab your papers from your bag wanting to look over your paper from Harry.
There we’re still some areas you wanted to improve on. You make it to the final page and see your mark, sliding in with a high distinction, better than you thought you were going to do. You smile a little proud of how you were going so far and being incredibly grateful for the support you had.
Looking a little further down at Harry’s comments you were a little taken back. Instead of leaving a detailed comment on your paper and areas to improve he had simply written;
‘Beautiful work, I’ve missed reading your papers and I’m glad you came back, text me, hopefully you still have my number - H’
You look at the time seeing it was almost 9pm. You pace your room for a moment before dropping the paper on your dresser grabbing your phone instead. You pace the room again looking at Harry’s contact for a good few minutes before finally opening a new text to him.
‘Thanks for the paper, and thank you for letting me study in your office today. I really appreciate all your help’
You send the message setting your phone down on the charger and getting yourself ready for bed knowing that Noah would probably be up early.
*****
You managed to wake up before Noah and drag yourself out of bed. You head out to the kitchen and go to put on some soft music when you notice that Harry had replied to your text last night at around midnight.
‘You’re very welcome, I’m sorry things have been rough for you, please let me know if I can do anything’
You giggle to yourself a little at how sweet Harry was being while also being professional.
You start putting breakfast together for you and Noah before heading upstairs to wake him. You sneak into his room and sit on the edge of his bed brushing through his hair a little. You smile noticing the little bit of curl it was starting to get you kiss his head softly “Noah” you whisper softly causing him to stir “it’s time to wake up sweet boy” he stirs more rolling over to face you “Mummy” he whimpers rubbing his eyes. “Hey buddy” you smile Noah reaches up to you wth his smalls hands.
You pick him up carrying him to the kitchen as he wakes up. “Did you sleep well bud?” You ask. He nods into your neck causing you to giggle “are you excited for day care?” You ask. Noah kicks his feet out a little bit showing how excited he was “yes!” You smile putting him down to go and find his seat. “Are you hungry?” You ask. Noah runs to his seat sitting up ready for breakfast “yes please Mummy” he says. “Ok let’s get organised then” you smile getting breakfast.
*****
Heading into uni for the day to drop Noah at day care you were running early which meant you had time to let Noah walk his way into the campus and look around a little more than usual.
On your way in Noah sees the big grass quad and runs off across it. You smile watching him, very little worry in your mind due to the very little number of people around. Noah goes to make his way back to you when he accidentally steps out in front of none other than Harry.
He instantly stops in his tracks looking up at Harry, he takes a few small steps back as you begin to make your way over to him “Noah” you call out. Harry looks up seeing you and smiles. You finally make your way to them picking him up “Hey buddy, you ok?” You ask. He looks at you just nodding. “Noah this is one of Mummy’s teachers, his name is Harry” Noah looks at you then at Harry “like my teachers Mummy?” Noah asks. You shrug “a little” you smile.
“Good morning” Harry says softly “Hi Noah, it’s nice to meet you” Harry adds holding his hand out for Noah little one to shake which Noah gladly takes. “You say hello to Harry” you whisper to Noah he nods say hello to Harry before squirming to get out of your arms.
You let him go but he stays relatively close to you and Harry. “He looks so much like you, where do the curls come from though?” Harry asks. You shrug a little “I had curly hair as a kid, he’ll probably grow out of it, they look cute though” you smile watching as Noah runs on the grass “Hey um, I was thinking we should catch up properly if it seems ok?” Harry asks “we could go for coffee? Noah could come I don’t mind” he says softly “it’s entirely up to you” you smile a little
“I would actually love that Harry thank you” you say as Noah comes back to you holding your “would the University be ok with it? I mean technically I am one of your students” you were a little anxious about the idea but not against it at all.
Harry shrugs “I think it’s more of a coincidence that your my student than an inconvenience, we were friends as undergraduates, I’m just catching up with a friend” he says matter of factly causing you to consider his idea of things as well but still seeing things from the university’s perspective. Eventually you give in and nod “why don’t we get coffee over the weekend?” You ask, almost surprising yourself with your bold request.
Harry glances at his feet and smiles “I would love that” he says softly pushing his glasses back up his nose. You hadn’t seen him wear them in so long, but they still made him look as sweet as he did 4 years ago. “Great, I’ll text you?” You ask to which Harry nods “I better get Noah to day care” you smile before calling out to him. He comes running over grabbing your leg with his small hands “Mummy I found a butterfly!” He shouts causing you and Harry to laugh. You pick him up resting him on your hip “that’s so cool sweetie! Should we go to day care and tell them all about it?” You ask Noah nods before looking at Harry.
You smile a little just watching them look at one another for a while “Noah, would you like to come with Mummy for a hot chocolate with Harry on the weekend?” You ask him softly only loud enough that Harry could hear as well. Noah claps his hands “yes please Mummy! Can we go to the park too?” He asks his little eyes gleaming.
“I’m sure my puppy would love to meet you Noah” Harry smiles Noah’s head flys in Harry’s direction. “What your puppy’s name?” Noah asks “his name is Ned, he’s only very little” Harry explains his full attention on your son. “I didn’t know you had a puppy” you say softly. Harry looks at you and nods “only had him a few weeks, sweetest thing, he’s a Lab, only 10 weeks old” he smiles.
“He’s sounds adorable Harry, I look forward to seeing him.” You grins “me too” he chuckles “anyway I’ll let you go, don’t want to be late, I’ll see you in class?” He asks you nod before Harry begins to head off squeezing your arm and waving at Noah as he does so.
*****
Saturday morning you were woken by the sound and movement of Noah crawling into bed next to you you roll over towards him opening your eyes a little “y’ok sweetheart?” You ask softly helping him the rest of the way in “Mummy cuddle” he whimpers you smile a little and open your arms for him to fall into.
You hold him close rubbing Noah’s back for a while before he begins to squirm “you ready to get up bud?” You ask “I’m hungry please Mummy” you giggle a little “alright come on let’s get some breakfast.”
You get Noah organised and sat down for his breakfast “Are you excited to see Harry today Noah?” You ask, Noah begins clapping his hands causing you to giggle “Mummy do I get to see the puppy?!” He asks excitedly “I hope so baby” you smile.
You sit with Noah to have some breakfast and text Harry while Noah works through the strawberries you added to his plate.
‘Noah’s so excited to see you and Ned today’
You send before setting your phone down. You get Noah’s dressed his hair done and teeth brushed before getting yourself organised pulling on some light wash jeans and a floral sweater. You head back to the kitchen to grab your phone seeing Harry had texted back.
‘I’m really looking forward to it, what time suits you?’
You smile a little, you were a little uneasy about this weird feeling you were having toward Harry, but it’s harmless he’s just a friend. Right?
‘Noah’s dressed and ready, should we meet at the coffee shop near the University? There’s a park across the road?’
You take your phone into the bathroom while you put just a little bit of makeup on.
‘Sounds great, see you in about half an hour?’
You smile a little at Harry’s message and head to Noah’s room to pack him a bag before reply
‘Perfect! See you soon’
You get Noah buckled into the car and head towards the University Noah keeps himself occupied in the back seat singing along with the music you had playing.
You park and head towards the cafe holding Noah’s hand on one side and his little bag on the other. You look up and see Harry waiting for you in black skinny jeans and a white t shirt under his sweater. This was the Harry you knew like the back of your hand. Beside him was Ned trying to chew his leash as Harry tried to stop him.
“Hey” you smile as you get closer “Hi” Harry smiles “Hi Noah” Harry waves kneeling down to Noah “Noah this is Ned” Harry says softly as Ned moves to sniff Noah causing him to giggle. He licks Noah’s chin before Harry calls him back “Hi Harry! Hi Ned!” Noah yells excitedly.
Noah leans over to pet Ned, he brushes over Neds soft fur before smiling at Harry. “Do you want me to go and order?” You ask softly, Harry smiles “that’d be great” he says softly “Noah do you want to come with Mummy?” You ask, he shakes his head “I stay with Ned?” He asks causing you to smile “is that ok?” You ask Harry, he simply nods smiling widely “yeah of course”.
You quickly race in ordering for you and Harry, you get a little juice for Noah and a cookie knowing he would get hungry at the park. You head back out with both yours and Harry’s coffees and something to eat for you both.
“Thank you so much” Harry smiles as you pass his coffee “I got you something to eat as well, I remember the carrot cake here was your favourite” he sighs a little “thank you” he says “you ok?” You ask softly noticing the sigh and slight drop in Harry’s face “yeah, I um, guess I forgot how well you know me” he smiles a little.
You head across the road to the park, Noah holding Harry’s hand wanting to be close to Ned “that is so cute” you smile watching them both.
Noah’s little legs were trying their best to keep up with Ned, Harry tying to hold Ned back a little so Noah wouldn’t topple. You find a quiet spot on the grass where Harry was able to let Ned off his leash letting Noah play with him properly. “Noah make sure you’re gentle please” you say as he starts running with Ned.
“I forgot how good their carrot cake was” Harry smiles “thank you for this” he says glancing over at you “anytime” you smile a little “I’ve missed hanging out with you” Harry’s says under his breath “this is a long way from going to parties together and getting as drunk as we could, but I missed hanging out with you too” you say softly laying back on the grass as Noah comes back over sitting between you and Harry with Ned.
Eventually, Harry lays back and Noah lays on your chest Ned snuggling into Noah. “Mummy” Noah says softly climbing you a little “yeah babe” you say wrapping your arm around him to stop him from falling back. “Can we keep Ned?” He asks curiously, you pout a little “I’m sorry baby, Ned is Harry’s puppy, we can’t keep him” Noah begins to fuss and you could feel a tantrum coming.
Harry noticed the change in Noah behaviour and rolls onto his front to look at Noah “Noah” he says softly “c’mere”. Noah pushes off you and walks to Harry. He leans over to Noah’s ear and whispers into it. Noah then runs back towards you kissing your cheek sloppily causing you to laugh hugging him tightly “what was that for?” You ask him giggling “it was from Harry!” Noah exclaims.
You look up at Harry who was already looking up you smiling nervously. You simply smile at him as Noah settled between you both again “I think we should do this more often” you say softly. Harry’s smile turns into more of a beam, “I’d love that” he says softly moving a little closer to you and Noah.
After a little while of Noah and Ned playing in between you and Harry, they both fell asleep. You brush Noah’s hair from his face a little kissing his head a little “you’re a great Mum” Harry says softly. You blush softly and lay your head on your arm “I think I just got lucky, Noah is an amazing kid” you say softly.
Harry smiles softly pushing your hair from your face. “Does he ever ask questions, about Ryan?” Harry asks. You shake your head a little “Ryan hasn’t spent time with him for a while, Noah probably doesn’t even know who he is anymore, he’s never asked why his Mum and Dad don’t live together and I don’t know what I would tell him if he did ask.”
“Y’know I’m here if you need anything, if you ever need someone to look after Noah so you can study, or if you want a night out, or just some time for you, I’m happy to help” Harry smiles a little. You giggle moving closer Ned moving over a little to Harry. You lean over the top of Noah and Ned who had settled again and place a soft kiss to Harry’s cheek “thank you H”
******
Three weeks had passed since you’d been to the park with Harry. In that three weeks you had been texting on and off, chatting after class and even studying in his office while he did admin work.
Tonight was one of those nights. Noah was staying with your Mum for the night while you were proof reading a paper due for one of your other classes for what felt like the fourteenth time.
You sigh a little sitting back in your chair. Harry glances up at you “y’ok?” He asks softly peering over the top of his glasses. You nod saving your document ensuring to not lose your work “yeah, I think it’s finally finished” you smile a little. Harry grins “good, I’m glad, you’ve worked really hard on it” he says starting to pack up his things “thank you for letting me use your office H” you add beginning to pack your own things “my pleasure” he smiles.
“Hey what are you doing tomorrow night? Noah’s been asking when he’s going to see Harry and Ned again” you giggle a little. Harry grins pushing his hands into his pockets “umm nothing, did you have something in mind?” He asks, you nod “Pizza and movies? At my place like we used to, but with Noah and you can bring Ned” you ask a little shy. Harry begins to nod “I’ll bring snacks” he smiles “text me your address?” He asks. You nod “yeah of course”.
You get organised and head home, you submit your paper online before heading to bed. You only had a morning class tomorrow which meant you could pick Noah up at lunch time. You slept like a log and accidentally slept through your alarm. You get yourself up and out the door in a rush meaning you didn’t look your best and the closest thing you got to breakfast was an iced coffee. Your morning, considering it’s hectic start dragged a little.
Leaving class you texted Harry your address before swinging around to your Mums to pick Noah up. “Noah James Mummy’s here!” You call out walking into your mums place he comes running out from the living room towards you “Mummy I missed you!” He yells latching himself onto your legs. You giggle hoisting him up into your arms “I missed you too buddy, did you have fun with grandma?” You ask Noah nods hugging you “so much fun! Grandma got me a new truck!” He smiles “wow, I hope you said thank you” you say softly as Noah begins to nod “Mummy has some fun news” you say softly walking off towards your Mums living room to find her “We are going to have dinner and movies at our place, with Harry and Ned” you smile as Noah to squirms in your arms clapping his hands.
“Who’s Harry?” Your mum asks inquisitively, Noah pipes up “Mummy’s teacher!” He yells giggling. You smile a little kissing his cheek “we were undergraduates together and really good friends, and now he’s my professor for one of my classes this semester” your Mum simply nods giving you a little bit of side eye “alright Mum that’s enough” you smile shaking your head “we better get going, can you go and get your bag please babe” you say putting Noah down.
You head home and get organised for the night giving the house a quick clean and lighting a few candles in the living room. You had given Noah a bath before getting him settled downstairs. Soon enough there was a knock on the door, you smile heading over opening the door seeing Harry standing there with a grocery bag of snacks in one hand and pizzas in the other “Hey…” you smile “I was happy to order the pizzas” you giggle letting Harry in. He shrugs “I figured I’d make things easier for you, I don’t mind” Harry smiles kissing your cheek softly moving past you Ned following behind him “oh my goodness Harry he’s getting so big” you laugh softly.
He placed everything on the kitchen counter before letting Ned off his leash. You unpacks the snacks as you watch smiling to yourself. You hear Noah yell from the living room “Mummy! Ned’s here!” You giggle a little taking the pizzas to the living room “I know baby, you know who else is here” you say softly sitting next to him on the couch “Harry’s here” you smile as Harry walks into the living room with snacks and a drink for you both. “Hi Harry!” Noah grins sitting up properly on the couch as you put some pizza on one of his little plates for him. “Here you go babe, eat up and we’ll watch a movie”
You eat dinner together watching a movie that Noah picked. It felt nice to have the structure of a family and that it was with Harry, but it also felt odd that you were having all these feelings about Harry.
Soon enough you had finished up with dinner and Noah was laying on your chest fighting off sleep as his movie continued to play. Ned had snuggled up at the end of the couch next to Harry’s feet looking very comfortable. “This is nice” Harry says softly glancing over at you. “Quite mundane to what we used to do” you say softly kissing Noah’s head.
Harry glances over at you and Noah “do you need to put him to bed?” He asks softly. You shake your head beginning to rub his back “No it’s ok, if I’m honest I like it when he falls asleep on me, I know it won’t last forever so I try and cherish it when it happens” you say softly. Eventually Noah fell asleep as his movie finished prompting you and Harry to pick something else.
Harry ended up picking a Marvel film knowing you would love it. By the time you were halfway through the film you and Harry were shoulder to shoulder with a throw over you both to keep warm. Eventually Noah’s steady breathing as well as the warmth from the blanket and the warmth radiating from Harry’s body caused you to become sleepy.
You yawn sitting up a little hugging Noah to your body “I’ll be right back, I’ll just put him to bed” you say softly. While you were up Harry took Ned out for a wee before you both got settled on the couch again. You sat closer to Harry before your head was resting on his shoulder. He shuffled down a little further so that you were laying on his chest instead, he wraps an arm around you rubbing your back a little.
“Thank you” you mumbles softly as Harry pulls the throw up a little more to keep you all warm. “What for?” He asks softly, you shrug a little “just for being here, I missed you….a lot H. Noah loves hanging out with you” you add backing up at him.
You sit with Harry in silence for a while as the TV kept playing the movie. “Can I ask something” he says softly. You nod lightly looking up at Harry “What happened to us?” He asks letting out a breath that he seemed to be holding in. You shrug a little “I guess we grew apart, we slowly stopped talking to one another when Ryan and I got together and next thing I knew I had a baby….I wish I hadn’t let him rule my life as much as he did” you say quietly.
Harry squeezes your shoulder before pulling you closer to him sad he places a kiss to your head causing you to blush. “Your doing an amazing job Y’know, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise” Harry says softly as you snuggle into him a little more “thank you” you whisper.
You sit in silence for around twenty minutes before you speak up “sometimes I wish I’d done things differently” you say softly “like what?” Harry asks, you shrug a little “well imagine what my life would be like if someone else was Noah’s Dad, or if I had finished my Masters while I was pregnant, or if I hadn’t gotten pregnant at all” you glance up at Harry who was pouting at you “c’mon you love being a mum” Harry says softly “I do, but sometimes I wish I could give Noah a normal family dynamic instead of just me” you say softly.
Harry hugs you tighter sighing a little bit not knowing what else to say. You sat together in silence for a while before you hear a whimper from the living room door you look up and see Noah standing in the doorway rubbing his eyes his bottom lip trembling “Noah, what’s wrong sweetheart?” You ask sitting up a little holding your arms open for him. He rushes over hugging you tightly, you lift him back onto the couch letting him snuggle into you as you lay back into Harry’s side. “Talk to Mummy what’s wrong bud?” You ask softly kissing his head as Noah’s tears begin to fall onto your shirt.
“I-I had a bad dream Mummy” he sniffles his little arms wrapped around your neck “do you want to talk to Mummy about it?” You ask softly rubbing his back “I had a dream that….I didn’t see Ned or Harry again, it makes me sad Mummy” he whimpers fresh tears falling from his little face. Harry glances at you “may I?” He asks softly, you nod “Noah” Harry says softly, Noah looks up at him with his red eyes “Ned and I really like spending time with you and Mummy, we’re going to be here as long as you and Mummy want us here, I promise”
You look up at Harry, tears stinging your own eyes. Noah looks up at him before shuffling across to give him a cuddle without saying anything. Harry hugs him tightly pulling you in closer simultaneously “thank you H” you whisper softly kissing his cheek. Harry looks down at you moving to rest his forehead to yours snuggling the three of you up together.
In that moment you knew this was what you wanted.
Noah stayed snuggled up on Harry’s chest. You snuggled yourself back into Harry’s side as he pressed play on the movie you were watching, turning the volume down slightly. After a mere ten minutes Noah was out like a light. “Want me to take him?” You whisper softly, Harry simply shakes his head “I got it” he smiles leaning over a little to kiss your forehead softly.
You move over a little allowing Harry to get up he tucks Noah’s legs either side of his torso, Noah’s delicate arms still around Harry’s neck. He got him tucked in before returning to the living room “I just left his door open a little I hope that’s ok?” Harry asks. You nod smiling “thank you so much”. Harry resumes his previous position next to you “anytime” he smiles lightly.
You snuggle back into Harry’s side as he wraps an arm around you again. You sit in silence for a while consumed by your own thoughts you sigh softly sitting up a little “H….are we going to get ourselves into trouble?” You ask turning to look at him. Harry’s brow creases “How so?” He whispers turning to face you. “This is only the second time we’ve hung out in four years and we’re snuggled up on my couch”.
Harry simply grins at you. He knew what you were asking.
“You think if we get caught hanging out things will go south?” He asks. You nod slightly “why are you smiling about this I’m serious H” you shove his shoulder a little.
“I know, I know, I’m sorry” he pouts “but….it’s only a semester, then after that I’m not your professor anymore, I’m your friend Harry” he explains softly trying to make light of the situation “Exams are in a few weeks and you’ll have a few weeks off we can hang out more before second semester”
Reaching over for the tv remote you pause the movie again “what are you getting at here Harry” you grumble a little. He sighs softly picking at his shirt. “I….just want to get through the semester, and see where things go, I like spending time with you and Noah, Ned and Noah are almost inseparable” he says softly not wanting to give anything else away.
You both settle back down into the couch, finishing the movie in an eerie, awkward silence. Once the movie had come to an end Harry helped you to clean up, Ned following you both to the kitchen. “I um, I should get going, thank you for having me….and Ned” Harry adds cause you to giggle “you’re both welcome anytime Harry, thank you for coming over it was really nice and thank you….for everything” you smile a little leaning up to kiss his cheek softly.
As you pull away you notice Harrys cheeks had gone a little red “text me when your home? So I know you got there?” You ask. Harry simply nods before responding “of course” he chuckles. He leans over giving you a quick hug which you gladly reciprocate.
You see Harry out before cleaning up a little more getting ready to head to bed yourself. You get tucked in and await Harry’s text which you soon received.
‘Home safe, Neds already passed out for the night, I had a great time, thank you again for having me x’
You smile reading his message before responding.
‘Thank you for tonight, Noah and I needed it, hopefully we can do it again soon. Goodnight H xx’
You set your phone down before quickly drifting off to sleep.
*****
Exams were heading your way…and fast.
Your final exam for the semester was today and it was the class you were most worried about, Harry’s.
You weren’t sure if you were worried about failing or if you were worried that your answers were going to be read and graded by Harry. Noah had been staying with your Mum for the week while you sat all your exams. You were really starting to miss him, you couldn’t have been more excited to be able to go and pick him up after your exam.
You got dressed and started packing your bag to head off when there was a knock at your door. You quickly scoot over and open it to a flower delivery man.
He reads out your name before handing you a beautiful bunch of mixed coloured blooms a little card poking out the top. You take them into the kitchen placing them on the counter. You open the card and smile widely,
‘Good luck today, we know you’ll do great, we’re so proud of you, all our love. Harry, Noah & Ned xxx’
You take a quick snap of the card and flowers sending it to Harry.
‘Thank you for the flowers they’re gorgeous, you boys are too sweet to me’
You send off the text quickly before heading out the door.
*****
Your final exam was the fastest three hours of your life, but you’d never felt better about an exam. Everything just seemed to flow well. You walked out feeling confident and satisfied that you had done everything you could.
You were heading to your car to go and get Noah when you notice Harry walking towards you “Hey” he says softly as he gets closer “come with me” he smirks. You give him a little side eye before obliging following him towards his office “what are we doing Harry?” You ask giggling softly.
“Just do as your told” Harry chuckles coming to a stop outside his office door “close your eyes” he smiles standing closer behind you his chest bumping your back as he was leaning over to open the door “watch your step” he whispers guiding your waist up to his office.
You step into Harry’s office your eyes still shut, you hear Harry close the door behind you “shuffle to your left a little” he whispers softly, you do as Harry asked before he steadies you in your spot “ok, stay there a second” he says before kissing your cheek softly. You blush and nod a little hearing Harry walk away from you.
“Alright, open” Harry calls out.
You open your eyes to see Noah on Harry’s hip holding yet another bunch of flowers. Lettering balloons spelling out ‘Congrats’ above the pair. You smile widely “oh my goodness, you two!” You giggle walking towards them “yay Mummy!” Noah yells kicking his feet out.
Harry chuckles smiling at Noah “give Mummy her flowers” Harry says to him quietly Noah quickly leans forward to hand you your flowers “thank you baby, can Mum have a kiss?” You ask softly leaning down to kiss his cheek, Noah returning it.
“How did you do all this?” You ask Harry playing with Noah’s hair. “Your mum, she was a huge help….she’s actually insisting that we go over there for dinner, all of us” Harry says softly “but if your not comfortable with me going I don’t have to it ok” you giggle a little at Harry rambling on “H….H, it’s ok, I want you to be there, please” you smile “plus, it’s the end of the semester, we said we would talk” you say biting your lip a little looking up at Harry a smirk covering his lips.
“I love the sound of that” Harry smiles. You kiss his cheek once more before Noah starts pushing at you “Mummy! Mummy! Can we go back to Grandmas now?” Noah asks. You nods “of course baby, would you like to carry Mummy’s flowers?” You ask as Harry lowers Noah to the ground who then runs off with your flowers to collect his other belongings.
While Noah is gone Harry places his hand on your waist pulling you closer to him “I’m so proud of you” Harry whispers leaning his forehead against yours before kissing your head you blush leaning further into Harry’s hold “couldn’t have done it without you H” you whisper wrapping your arms around him hugging him tightly as Noah came back.
You and Harry get yourselves and Noah organised making your way to your Mums in seperate cars.
You let yourself in Harry and Noah trailing along behind you. Your mum greets you with one of the biggest hugs you’d ever had “he’s very sweet, and very attractive” she whispers to you quiet enough that Harry couldn’t hear. Pulling away you glare at her “behave” you warn knowing what she was thinking. She shrugs “Noah loves him, he clearly likes you silly girl” she complains. You groan a little simply walking away “love you Mum” you smile as you walk off.
*****
After dinner your mum offered to give Noah a bath giving you an opportunity to just wind down. You sit down with a glass of wine in the sun room under the night sky.
Your mind finally feeling as though it was at peace.
A few minutes pass, you could hear your Mum and Noah laughing from the bathroom. You smile a little relaxing back into your seat.
“Y’ok?” Harry asks causing you to jump a little before nodding “yeah I’m great” you smile. Harry comes to sit next to you “sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you”.
You hum acknowledging Harry’s apology. “I know we said we’d talk” you start before Harry takes your hand “it’s ok, you’re exhausted” Harry says softly “besides I only have one question” he adds “Y/N I would love to take you on a date, if that’s something that you would like?” Harry asks softly.
You look up at him turning your body a little “like a proper date?” You ask a little surprised. Harry simply nods “yeah like we’ll go to dinner and a movie or bowling or mini golf or we could do all of it” he smiles as you rest your head on his shoulder.
You reach over taking Harry’s hand playing with his fingers “I like mini golf” you smile a little looking up at Harry, he grins pulling you closer “H, what about Noah?” You asks softly. He shrugs a little “we may have accidentally already talked about it” Harry says looking at you a little worried. “What do you mean?” You asks softly turning to face Harry a little more.
“When I picked Noah up today, he started asking questions about…us, he took it really well, wanted to know if you and I were ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ I asked him how he would feel if we were to date and hang out more, he got really excited about it. I hope that’s ok, I should have asked you first I’m sorry.” Harry says softly squeezing your hand.
You look up at him pouting “Harry….” You whimper softly “that’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard” as you were about to lean over to peck the corner of Harry’s lips Noah came running in, his little body covered in his Spider-Man pyjamas, he jumps up to climb into yours and Harry’s lap “Mummy, I’m all clean” he says squishing between you both causing you to giggle. You ruffle his still damp hair before kissing his head “you smell so fresh and clean dude” he smiles giving you a hug before whispering in your ear “can I cuddle with you and Harry?” He asks softly you sigh happily nodding “of course babe” he settles between you both Harry’s arm still around you his other one coming to rest on Noah’s back, yours brushing through Noah’s hair.
“Y’know this is everything I’ve ever wanted” Harry whispers, you hum snuggling into him more “me too….I like the idea of this being our family, you me Noah and Ned” you say looking up at Harry.
“My god your perfect” he sighs leaning down nudging your nose with his before kissing your softly, his tender lips matching perfectly to your own being as gentle as he could with you as to not disturb Noah.
You hum and giggle a little against Harry’s lips feeling like a teenager sneaking around not only your son but your mum as well.
*****
A few weeks had passed since your final exam and you had been essentially inseparable from Harry since. You had been spending a lot of time together with Noah and alone and making things work in between your busy holiday work schedule and between Harry preparing for his new students the coming semester.
You had become incredibly trusting of Harry with a lot of things, including caring for Noah. You had been working a lot lately which meant you couldn’t always rely on your Mum to look after Noah, which meant Harry had offered to step up.
You were apprehensive at first but after leaving them together for a few hours one afternoon to come home to the pair cooking dinner and dancing around the kitchen to Noah’s favourite songs. You knew then you could trust Harry with anything, it made you feel safe.
*****
You were snuggled up with Harry on his couch one night Noah already in the spare bed asleep. “I could really get used to this” you whisper softly glancing up at Harry.
He smiles down at you kissing your forehead “me too” he smiles gently. You giggle a little “you’ve got a real Daddy vibe happening at the moment” you blurt out without thinking. Harry moves to look at you a little surprised “y’think so?” He asks, you simply nod “Noah loves it, and honestly I kinda do too, it’s really attractive” you smirk biting your lip a little.
Harry chuckles a little connecting his lips with your own in a needy kiss as you hoist your leg up over his lap causing Harry to reach down grabbing at your ass to pull you into his lap. You giggle as your tongues and teeth clash in what had turned out to be a messy make out, eventually without realising Harry had started grinding up into your core as he pulled and tugged at your bottom lip with hip teeth and nibbled at the skin of your neck.
“Should we go upstairs?” Harry mumbles against you as you tug his shirt over his head and throw it off to the side not caring where it landed.
“I’m fine here” you pant as Harry’s hands make their way up to your chest under the t-shirt of his you had borrowed to wear as pyjamas.
“Good because so am I” Harry smirks picking you up laying you on your back on the couch. You giggle, Harry placing his lips against yours once more as you wrap your legs around him.
Harry continued to grind into you before he began kissing down your neck. He glances up at you for a moment smirking moving down your body to your thighs. He kisses the inside of each thigh before kissing your cloth covered clit causing you to moan out softly. Harry pushed your shirt up slowly with his nose as he kisses up your torso.
“Gunna let me taste you?” Harry mumbles as he makes it to your lips. You nod running your hands through Harry’s hair “please” you whimper pecking his lips several times.
Harry grips your thighs kissing back down your body until he makes it to your panty line. Harry slowly pulls your panties down your thighs tossing them to the floor “so needy for me baby” Harry mumbles placing a kiss to your clit, you whimper softly placing your hand on Harry’s on your hip.
Harry kisses down to your entrance before flattening his tongue against you. You sigh at the feeling of Harry against you as he laps you up his tongue making it back to your clit before he started alternating between licking and sucking. You let your knees drop further relaxing into Harry’s touch.
He soon adds to your stimulation slipping two fingers inside you curling them slightly causing you to roll your hips meeting Harry’s motions. You bring your fist to your mouth trying to stifle the loud moans trying to escape as to not wake Noah.
You soon felt a familiar knot beginning to form in your lower belly, your breathing picked up as you grabbed for Harry’s free hand. You whimper softly as Harry’s movements quicken sensing your were close to the edge. “Harry I’m going to…” you take in a sharp breath ready to finish your sentence when Harry removes his fingers abruptly before removing his mouth from your now drenched and throbbing pussy.
You let out a frustrated moan sitting up a little to look at Harry “what the hell?” You plead as he smirks kissing your thighs. He quickly moves back to encapsulate your lips in his own for a few moments before pulling away a little “edging” he murmurs causing you to huff and push his chest lightly “fucking tease” you whisper pecking his lips lightly “but two can play that game” you smirk against him before untucking yourself from his hold and walking away to the master bedroom and attached ensuite.
There was no way you were letting Harry get away with this, but you wanted to test him to see how far he would go.
You leave both Harry’s bedroom door and the ensuite door ajar not wanting to send Harry the wrong message. You turn the shower on getting the bathroom nice and steamy before stepping in you kept your back to the shower door for a few minutes before you head someone clear their throat behind you. You spin around and see Harry gawking at you from the doorway, still naked and definitely still aroused.
You giggle a little biting your lip softly “Yes, Professor Styles?” You ask softly tilting your head back a little letting the water run over your naked body. You notice Harry’s hands twitch as he makes his way to the shower.
He slips in behind you your back still facing him his cold finger tips grazing your hips “y’think you can tease me?” He murmurs into your neck nibbling at a few spots before kissing over them as one of his hands reaches down your torso to your hip before cupping your heat “do you think that was a good idea baby?” He asks softly before surprising you plunging two fingers back into you as he had done on the couch.
You gasp at the feeling your heels leaving the ground for a moment your tip toes holding you up. “You’re so beautiful” Harry whispers holding you closer to him “gunna let me fuck you baby?” He asks kissing your neck again. You nod against him weak at the knees for him again like you hadn’t walked away from this tease of a man a mere five minutes ago.
Harry turns you pushing you against the bathroom wall bending you over a little to keep you steady, “ready sweet girl?” Harry asks positioning himself at your entrance he pushes one of your legs out a little more to help him gain better access to what he desired most.
You whimper at the feeling of the cold tile against your chest before a gasp and an unexpected moan escapes your lips as Harry plunged himself into you, Harry grips your hips tightly groaning softly at the feeling of your soft walls clenching around him. He places some soft delicate kisses up your spine “so tight for me baby” Harry whispers kissing your jaw you lean back in his hold a little humming.
His hands begin to wander to your front cupping your breasts giving deep, slow thrusts where you were connected. A soft moan escapes your lips as Harry draws your ass back into him. Harry runs a hand up your spine nibbling at your neck before he bends you over gripping your hip “H…” you pant softly “fuck me hard H… please” you beg clenching around Harry causing him to groan.
Harry bends down to your ear kissing just under it “want me to destroy that tight little pussy baby?” Harry mumbles into your ear. You open your mouth to respond when Harry gives a single hard thrust causing your knees to become weak and a whimper to escape your lips.
“Fuck Harry” you moan “don’t tease me H” you mumble. You hear Harry chuckle behind you kissing your shoulder “y’sure about that?” Harry asks massaging your ass as he goes back to slow pumps causing the tension to build in your tummy again.
“I’m sure” you respond clenching around Harry again causing him to groan “fuck sweetheart, you feel fuckin’amazing” Harry moans as he delivers another hard thrust before slowing down again. You smirk clenching him again. You hear an snigger leave Harry’s lips before his hands came to grip your waist “I warned you” he whispers into your ear before kissing your jaw smirking against your skin.
Harry grips your hips with both hands as he begins to thrust into you hard. “So fucking good H” you pant, he pulls you into him until your ass was flush with his hips, cock buried deep inside you, you gasp a little whimpering.
Harry rubs your hips kissing your back “c’mere” Harry mumbles pulling out abruptly pushing your hips to turn you around to face him. “Why’d you stop again?” You whine causing Harry to smirk “just wanted to look at you” he smiles. Harry reaches over turning the shower off before reaching down picking you up to wrap your legs around his torso.
Harry moves from the shower out to the bathroom counter sitting you on the edge before he smirks at you “let me finish what we started?” Harry asks. You giggle and nod “if you don’t you’ll be in trouble” you smirk pulling him towards you connecting your lips to his.
You pull away kissing down his neck just under his ear “make me cum H” you whisper in his ear. Harry moans softly “so needy for me” he smirks. Harry guides himself back to your entrance. You sigh as Harry pushes himself back into your entrance and wastes no time in fucking into you mercilessly.
Harry had edged you so much that it took near on no time for you to be clenching around Harry trying to hold off your own orgasm “H I’m so close, fucking me so well babe” you moan. Harry grips your thigh with one hand and moves to rub your clit with the thumb of his other hand. “Let go for me baby, cum on my cock please” he begs nibbling at your neck.
Your toes begin to curl and your legs begin to shake at Harry’s request you grip the edge of the bathroom counter as you begin to unravel “Harry…..” you whimper rolling your hips into him “fuck!” You moan out as one of the strongest orgasms you’d ever had washed over your body you clench and pulse around Harry who three pumps later was filling you with his cum “babe, such fucking good pussy” Harry moans holding your left hip like his life depends on it.
Harry stills inside you panting into your neck. He slowly moves his face to connect his lips with yours you wrap your hands in Harry’s hair “so good to me” he mumbles on your lips you hum smiling “you’re so amazing H” you whisper kissing him again.
******
Harry eventually gets you cleaned up and carried you off to his bed tucking you both in. You were chatting away the door still just ajar when you hear a little voice coming from the hallway “Mummy” Noah whimpers “yeah baby, come here” you respond. He rushes through the door towards you, you pick him up from the side of the bed pulling him into your chest “y’ok bud?” You ask softly rubbing his back a little his tired eyes looking up at you “I want to cuddle with Daddy” he whimpers softly.
You glance at Harry for a moment before looking back at Noah, he’d never really brought up his Dad until now and if you were honest you were a little shocked by it “what do you mean sweetheart?” You ask, Noah looked at you then at Harry. He squirms from your arms into Harry’s arms “Cuddle with Daddy” Noah whispers snuggling into Harry’s chest.
That’s when it dawned on you Noah was calling Harry, Daddy. Your jaw drops as you look at Harry who was seeming having the same realisation, tears stinging his eyes. You look at Noah kissing his head softly “baby, did you just call Harry Daddy?”, Noah look up at you with his wide eyes and nods “Stella at daycare said that Daddy’s spend time with Mummy’s and…and spend time with kids and…and Harry does that for me, did I do something wrong mummy?” He asks his little bottom lip beginning to tremble.
You and Harry glance at each other before Harry shakes his head “not at all Noah it’s ok….I’d love to be your Dad bud” Harry says softly pushing Noah’s hair from his face. Noah looks up and nods “yes please”.
In that very moment you felt yourself becoming anxious, your heart knew that this was everything you wanted, but your mind was racing with everything that could go wrong with this happening. What if Ryan found out. What if Noah eventually worked out Harry wasn’t his Dad. What if Ryan contested for full custody.
You let Noah settle trying to play off your own anxieties before kissing Harry’s cheek “I just need some water” you say softly sliding out of bed. You head out to the kitchen before heading out into Harry’s small backyard to check on Ned.
Almost twenty minutes pass and you still hadn’t returned to bed, leading Harry to go and tuck a now sleeping Noah back into bed before moving out to the kitchen. Still not being able to find you Harry ventures outside when he sees the door slightly cracked open.
He comes to settle next to you on the patio a glass of water in one of your hands the other petting Ned who had settled at your side. “Love, what are y’doing out here?” Harry asks softly. You sigh a little “I don’t know, just got a little overwhelmed I think” you say softly. Harry reaches out to tuck some loose hair behind your ear “Should we talk about it?” He asks. You shrug a little “I love that your willing to take on a parent role for Noah, but I’m also scared, what if Noah finds out your not his biological Dad, what if Ryan try’s to get full custody….what if we don’t work out?” You begin to ramble your anxieties coming to light, your body begins to shake your breathing begins to quicken and tears begin to build in your eyes.
Harry noticed instantly and wrapped an arm around you pulling you into his chest “Hey, c’mon babe I’m here everything’s ok” he whispers kissing your temple as you rest your head in the crook of his neck “we should have talked about it first I’m sorry” Harry whispers rubbing your shoulder “But, I’m not going anywhere, you and Noah mean the world to me Y/N, it’s us and our boys” Harry says softly pulling you closer to kiss you softly. You couldn’t help but smile a little on his lips “our boys” you whisper resting your head to Harry’s.
Hearing Harry talk about being a family settled your anxiety enough for you to head back up to bed, but there was still going to be plenty to navigate.
Eventually Harry got you snuggled into his chest just the way he liked.
You woke the next morning to find an empty space next to you. You hum softly rolling over grabbing Harry’s pillow pulling it towards you.
Taking in his scent you couldn’t help but smile, you wrap your arms around it pulling it to your chest closing your eyes listening out for any other signs that Harry was awake.
Within a few minutes you could hear Harry trying to softly pad his way back to bed to his failure the weight of his large feet giving him away.
“You’re not as quiet as you think Styles” you mumble your face still half buried in his pillow, eyes still closed.
He lets out a breathy chuckle “thought you were asleep” he says softly leaning over to kiss your temple. You giggle a little shaking your head eyes still closed before whining a little “why do you have to smell so good, I never want to leave this bed” you open one eye to glance at Harry who was kneeling at the side of the bed smirking back at you.
“You don’t ever have to if you don’t want to, I’d wait on you hand and foot until we’re old and grey if that’s what you wanted” Harry smiles, you hide your face further into the pillow to conceal your blushing cheeks from Harry, who instead grabbed your chin tilting your face towards him before kissing you softly.
You hum against his warm, plump lips, you would never get over this feeling, this feeling of being loved by someone you truely loved as well. It was something mundane to you but wouldn’t trade it for anything. You had an indescribable amount of love, affection and passion for the man in front of you.
Pulling away slowly and a little reluctantly, you scan Harry’s face caressing his cheek lightly before smiling a little as he places little kisses to the insides of your palms. You stare at him a little while longer before revealing your biggest secret “Harry…” he looks up at you at the mention of his name, you smile a little continuing to caress his cheeks “I love you”.
Harry stares at you for a moment before he breaks out in a wide smile and red cheeks that he tried to hide behind your hands. He leans closer so his forehead was resting to yours he places two of the softest yet most passionate kisses to your lips before looking you dead in the eye and responding.
“I love you…and Noah, I’m so happy with you both in my life” he whispers before connecting his lips to yours once more.
You pull Harry’s arms signalling to him to climb up on the bed with you. The passion and love you felt towards this man right now had no right to be contained.
You had morning breath, your hair an absolute mess and had Harry’s t-shirt from last night covering your torso and no panties. But none of that mattered just words couldn’t describe how you felt about Harry.
You needed him, and by his next course of action he needed you as well. Harry’s lips never left yours he managed to push his shorts off leaving his fresh hoodie on and pulling your t-shirt up to enable access to what you both needed.
You bring your knees up and let them drop for Harry to shuffle up in between them. He grabs the covers behind him and pulls them up over you both, the back of his mind still aware that there is a child in the house who is as unpredictable as his mother.
Harry slowly pulls away to position himself at your entrance gliding into you with ease. A satisfied moan leaves your lips as you relax back into the pillows around you. One hand making it’s way to the back of Harry’s neck pulling him in to kiss you once again.
Harry kisses you a few times before whispering in your ear “you are music to my ears sweet girl”. He begins delivering deep but gentle thrusts to you wanting to savour every single second with you.
You tilt your head back grinding into Harry’s thrusts. His public bone was meeting with your clit in perfect time and creating the perfect feeling to you. Harry’s forehead meets yours as he continues to thrust into you.
It really wasn’t very long before your toes were beginning to curl trying to hold off on your orgasm, the passion in the room mixed with Harry’s talents had you both trying to hold onto the inevitable mix of fluids.
You open your eyes and see the crease in Harry’s brow his mouth agape eyes squeezed shut. You move your hands to his cheeks directing his lips to yours as you wrap your arms around him pulling him closer to you. Your arms slowly make their way down his back where you push down at his belt line enabling you to grind your hips into his even more causing Harry to groan on your lips.
He reluctantly pulls away from the kiss resting his head to your own once more. “I….you….Jesus fuck” he pants as his thrusts become a little sloppier and your grip becomes tighter as your body threatens to burst.
Your eyes meet Harry’s and he simply nods. You scan his face once more as Harry delivered the thrust to end it all. You begin to squirm under him as the middle of your back leaves the mattress your legs come to squeeze at Harry’s hips this seemingly sending him to the peak of his own high.
He grabs at your hip delivering another few deep thrusts before moaning out your name in pure bliss as you both shake and whimper tangled in each other Harry’s body collapses onto your own his hot breath covering your neck.
You both lay in silence for a few minutes your hands rubbing through Harry’s hair as he rubs circles into your thigh.
Harry slowly moves to hover over you once more leaning down kissing you with the utmost tenderness he slowly pulls away not even opening his eyes “you…you are everything” he whispers kissing both of your cheeks opening his eyes to look down at you.
Your eyes meet his and you both smile “I’m your everything H” you whisper pecking his lips again. You wanted to stay wrapped up like this forever especially considering how intimate the entire moment had been. Harry went back to laying on your chest as he softened inside of you you rub your hands through his hair a while but before long Noah was calling for his Mummy.
You sigh softly and giggle a little “at least he didn’t let himself in I guess” you comment causing Harry to laugh kissing at your neck “I’ll go get him” he mumbles into your skin kissing your jaw then your lips before slowly pulling himself away from and out of you simultaneously.
You gasp a little at the now empty feeling. Harry places a final kiss to your forehead before pulling his shorts on walking out of the room to the spare room which Harry had insisted now be Noah’s room when you stayed over.
You wait a few minutes expecting Harry to simply bring him back to you for the three of you to cuddle in bed for a while. When almost five minutes pass you get up find a pair of panties and shuffle over to the ensuite to clean up before heading downstairs legs exposed to the cool morning air. Harry’s shirt still covering your frame.
You walk into the kitchen to find Harry and Noah making an absolute mess, but it was the cutest mess you had ever seen. “Hi my loves, what on earth is happening here?” You giggle a little moving to the kitchen island where they were situated. You place a kiss to Noah’s cheek “Mummy! We’re making breakfast!” Noah yells excitedly.
You look up at Harry who was already staring down at you, his hand finds your waist and his lips find yours his hand moving down your back to your bum giving it a light squeeze.
“Thank you for getting him up and organising breakfast” you smile up at Harry. He simply shrugs “no hassle at all, I’ve got you babe” he winks causing you to giggle a little “he needed a wee and said he was hungry so I figured there was no better time to get up and make breakfast” Harry adds smiling.
“You…are the absolute best” you say softly pecking Harry’s cheek “not at all sweetheart, I’m just a man who adores having you both here” Harry smirks. You blush and hug his side ruffling Noah’s hair “can I do anything to help?” You ask softly “noooo Mummy, we don’t need help I big boy!” Noah butts in causing you to laugh “yes chef” you smile and move to sit on the other side of the island.
Harry hands you a cup of coffee which you gladly take “thank you” you smile. You watch the pair in awe as they continue to make a mess.
You help Noah to set the table while Harry cooks some eggs and pancakes the kitchen beginning to smell of the bacon that Harry had in the oven.
You sat down together as a family and ate breakfast. Noah still making a mess. You sit back watching him for a while smiling to yourself. “Hey” Harry says softly wrapping his hand around yours “you ok?” He asks a crease in his brow. You nod smiling “I’m amazing” you squeeze his hand in return.
You sit in silence for a little while longer before Harry speaks up again “Uni goes back soon” you glance over at him and nod “yeah only a week to go” you smile “y’nervous?” Harry asks softly “your last semester ever” he teases.
You raise an eyebrow in his direction “I’m excited to have more time for you and Noah” you say softly leaning over to kiss Harry’s cheek. “Would you be upset if I tell the University about us? I don’t really want to hide us”.
You sit thinking on Harry’s words for a moment the only background noise being Noah playing with Ned “I think we should tell them, better to disclose the relationship we have now rather than get caught up with it somehow…..I don’t know about you but I don’t really have intentions of keeping my hands to myself now that you’re not my professor anymore”
Harry simply chuckles pulling you into his lap “I’ll always be your professor” he winks kissing your cheek causing you to giggle and smile nestling your head into his side “I hope so, because that’s all I want” you say softly pecking his lips.
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The first week back had begun and Tuesday mornings you had an early lecture at 7:30 which meant a 6am start for you. Harry had been amazing and offered to organise Noah in the mornings and then drop in at day care before he started his own busy schedule.
You had both been staying with each other on and off and even having a few nights alone here and there. You’d even made space in your wardrobe for Harry which was apparently a big move that Harry appreciated and worshipped you for.
Pulling yourself from the shower you dry off a little before shuffling to your wardrobe to grab some clothes. You glance over at Harry who was still asleep his curls covered half of his face you smile a little to yourself before turning you attention back to your clothes.
Pulling a sweater over your head you spot a pair of strong, tattooed arms sneaking their way around you. You hum as Harry snuggles his head into your neck kissing your jaw “good morning” Harry mumbles the rasp in his voice evident “good morning baby” you smile softly rubbing your hands through his hair, “y’smell s’good” Harry groans.
You giggle and smile kissing the side of Harrys head “thank you…” you just stand together for a moment Harry rocking you from side to side a little “I need to shower” Harry grumbles, you giggle turning in Harry’s grip “I’ll go and make Noah’s lunch, want some breakfast?” You ask softly “yes please” Harry smirks.
He slowly lets you go pecking your lips a few times “I love you” Harry whispers against your lips. “I love you too H” you wrap your arms around him kissing him softly “meet you in the kitchen” you smile on his lips. He gives you a final squeeze before letting you go.
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You make your way to the kitchen quickly pulling together Noah’s lunch before moving onto yours and Harry’s while also making breakfast for everyone. Harry soon appears dressed and ready for his day just missing his blazer his hair still damp. He puts some coffee on kissing your cheek lightly “can I grab the little man?” He asks softly.
You smile and nod “yes please that would be a huge help thank you Harry” you look up at him with a smile, he winks back at you heading down to Noah’s room. He was only gone a few seconds before he was calling out to you “Babe…Y/N!, fuck quickly!”
When Harry called out for you, you file hear the urgency in his voice you drop what you were doing and run to Noah’s room. You immediately notice Noah’s hair wet with sweat and his little body pale in colour.
“What happened?!” You ask frantically coming to Harry’s side as he tried to wake Noah “he was just like this, what do we do?” Harry was panicking, you could hear it, but you didn’t have time for him to have a meltdown right now.
“Call an ambulance Harry” you say going to pick Noah up, as soon as your face is near him you hear a gurgle and wheeze with his breathing. You squeeze his little hand “Noah” you say firmly in an attempt to wake him. You shake his shoulder a little and he begins to cough, vomit sputtering from him mouth “Harry hurry up!” You yell pulling Noah from his bed laying him across you in an attempt to help him clear his chest.
He begins frantically coughing causing another vomit. Harry races back in his phone to his ear as he spoke to the operator. Noah continues to struggle and before you knew it the unthinkable happened, his coughing and vomiting stopped his eyes rolled back in his head “no…no, Harry tell them to hurry!” You yell as Noah’s lips turned blue and he began to seize in your arm.
Harry had become frantic on the phone yelling at the operator to hurry as you placed Noah on the carpet to try and support his breathing better, tears began to fall down your cheeks as your son convulsed on the floor in front of you. You support him on his side to maintain his airway as his seizure comes to an end. You look up to see Harry gone, he soon returned with two paramedics following behind him.
They started to throw around a heap of words and terms you nor Harry understood. They begin to ready Noah to go to hospital briefly talking to you about where they were going and what they had done so far but not much more than that. You look at Harry concern covering both his and your own face, “go with him” Harry says softly “I’ll follow behind” he adds kissing your head softly.
They load Noah up into the ambulance and you clamber in with him. Harry quickly grabbed the essentials including a change of clothes for you to replace your vomit covered ones before getting in his car heading off to the hospital. By the time Harry arrived they had Noah in a paediatric room in the emergency department.
“How’s he doing?” Harry asks softly placing the bag he brought with him down. You shrug a little “I don’t really know, they think he has meningitis” you sigh resting your head in your hands. “C’mere” Harry whispers pulling you into his chest “he’s gunna be ok” Harry says softly kissing your hair, “should I call your Mum?” Harry asks softly rubbing your back.
You shake your head a little tucking yourself into Harry’s hold “I’ll call her” you whimper a little. Harry gives you a squeeze before letting you go kissing your forehead.
You step out to call your mum, halfway through your call Harry sticks his head out of the room “y/n…he’s waking up” Harry says softly. You quickly end the call to your mum stepping back into the room seeing Noah looking quiet groggy but awake looking around at his unusual surroundings.
“Hi baby” you whisper softly “how y’feeling?” You ask softly. “Mummy” he whimpers you lean over and kiss his forehead. You sit with Noah for a while as he rests Harry watching you both.
Soon enough the doctor knocks on the door before stepping in “Miss y/l/n, we have Noah’s results….it is meningitis, but it’s bacterial….at this stage he’s had a prophylactic dose of IV antibiotics which he will no longer require. We’ll keep the fluids going and keep his temperature at bay, all going well you’ll be able to take Noah home this afternoon, he’ll just need the rest of the week to rest, I understand Noah goes to daycare?” The doctor asks glancing between you and Harry.
You nod “yeah he goes to the day care at the University” you say softly “it’s most likely that’s were the infection has originated” the doctor explains. You nod a little “what about the seizure? Do we need to worry?” You ask Noah snuggling into you. “No, we’re confident the seizure was due to his temperature provided he has regular paracetamol to keep his temp down he’ll make a full recovery” you nod “thank you so much”.
The doctor smiles before walking out you glance over at Harry letting out a breath you felt like you’d be holding in since this morning Harry moves kissing your head and Noah’s “oh my goodness” you sigh “y’did so well buddy” Harry whispers softly. “Mummy and Daddy love you so much” he adds. You look up at him a pout on your lips “I love you” you whimper, Harry cups your face with his hands kissing you passionately “I love you sweetheart, you’ve done so so well” Harry says softly shuffling you both across the little hospital bed pulling you both into his chest “and your so brave little man”
You all snuggle up for the day you and Harry taking turns keeping an eye on Noah. Eventually at 8pm that night almost 14 hours since the ordeal began you were heading home. Noah was tired. You were all tired. You all needed a good night sleep.
After discussing with Harry and Harry being adamant that it would work, he decided he would stay home with Noah the days you had classes so you wouldn’t miss anything and the days that you had off Harry would go to work instead. You get Noah in the bath and ready for bed, both you and Harry being too anxious to let him sleep in his own room you decide to let him sleep in your bed Harry opting to sleep in Noah’s bed to give you enough room.
You tuck Noah into your bed him quickly falling asleep. You head off to shower with Harry who already had the bathroom steamed up you smile softly seeing him waiting for you towel wrapped about his waist loosely.
“Hey you” he smiles softly “y’doing ok sweetheart?”Harry asks pulling you into his chest. You nod softly resting your head on Harry’s chest “yeah H, I’m ok, what about you?” You ask he nods kissing your head. You look up at him wrapping your arms around his shoulders “thank you….for being the best Dad to Noah H, it means everything to me”.
Harry hums “This is our family babe, you don’t have to thank me….speaking of family, Mum and Gemma have been asking when they get to see you” Harry smiles pushing your hair behind your ear.
You giggle placing some small kisses to Harry’s neck, “why don’t we go for a weekend when Noah’s better?” You ask looking up at Harry who was smiling down at you “you’d really want to go for a weekend?” He asks softly.
You nod pulling him to the shower “I’d love to Harry, plus it’d be nice for the three of us to get out of the city for a weekend, take Ned with us, I think we need it” you say as you undress, Harry doesn’t say a word causing you to look up at him “Harry?” You ask giggling a little his eyes move to meet yours a smirk on his lips “sorry I didn’t hear anything after you took your shirt off” you laugh continuing to undress Harry’s eyes glued to you.
You stand in front of him the shower still going “coming in?” You ask tugging on Harry’s towel causing it to fall to the floor, he simply nods eyeing you up and down as you step under the water you turn your back to him and he wraps his around around your waist pulling you to his chest placing kisses across your right shoulder.
Harry begins to slowly sway barely just enough for you to feel the movement but also enough for you to relax into his hold. “Who would have thought that you being my professor would have gotten us to here” you say softly Harry’s thumbs rubbing circles at your sides before turning you to face him.
He places a kiss to your forehead then your nose before pausing at your lips “I’ll always be your professor m’love” Harry replies before placing his lips to yours. You kiss back softly smiling against him. You slowly pull away resting your forehead to Harry’s before looking up at him.
“This is everything” Harry hums pulling you closer “it really is” you smile before placing your lips to Harry’s onceonce more.
Harry was right. This was absolutely everything.
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A/n - this was a super dooper long one, but if you stuck around to the end, thank you, I hope you enjoyed it!
But, what if Kuchel knitted or crocheted outfits for her new grandbaby?
And continues as they grow?! Am I tearing? Maybe!
Oh
My
GOD!
Yes 💕 she'd be so good at it too. She wouldn't make you terrible things, but actually be rather fashionable and colour coordinated. She'd use the best stuff, so everything is super soft to the touch. Your babies will be comfy, safe and warm.
She'd make them the BEST little hats in the world. She makes them so good your friends will be asking if she can make them for them and then she starts a little business going on ehehe.
Charlotte: French name meaning freedom
Summary: Charlotte was exactly like her father, stubborn to the core. Even though Levi would never allow her to join the military, she gives him a run for his money. Read as your teenage daughter turns your husbands day completely upside down when he agrees to have her join him for work for a week. Who knew someone other than you could break the Corporals composure so easily.
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“No”, Levi said firmly, taking another sip from his tea. “But DaAaAad!”, Charlotte whined. Levi ignored her closing his eyes while taking another sip from his cup. “Levi, you could at least take a minute to think about it”, you chimed in from the kitchen. He opened his eyes, glaring at you from the breakfast table. “No”, he repeated, his tone more severe. “I am an adult now!”, Charlotte argued sitting next to him. He turned his glare to your sixteen-year-old daughter. “Dad please!”, she pleaded her voice becoming more desperate. Levi remained in a frown.
Levi had promised Charlotte that he would give her whatever she wanted for her birthday. Of course, the only thing she wanted was for him to let her join the army. And sure enough, he had denied and blocked her every step of the way. She had tried to sneakily signup, several times might you add. Tried to even go to Erwin, Levi’s superior. And gone as far as convinced even you. But to no avail. He would never allow her to join.
“You’re not joining”, he said pissed off, “That’s final”, his impassive expression returning. Silence. Charlotte’s eyes welled up. You sighed, stopping loitering in the kitchen knowing perfectly well that you would need to intercede between them yet again. They had been having this fight for a month and half since her birthday to be exact. It always ended the same way, him denying her and her crying.
They normally had a great relationship, an unspeakable bond of trust of father and daughter. They understood each other in a way that you, even as her mother, could never completely comprehend. Which is why watching them have a go almost every other day was really painful to watch.
“Why?”, she asked, tears ready to fall. This was the first time she asked him for his reasoning. He turned to look at her icy grey eyes, the pain in her eyes palpable enough to soften his expression. He sighed loudly, giving in to her request. “I would never want to feel responsible if something were to happen to you”, he said sincerely. Hearing him broke your heart.
Levi could be many things, but even through his thick layered skin, he was ultimately human. Still only a man; flesh and blood. Still felt grief from every single one of his comrade’s deaths. And even if he rarely showed it, he had an almost unmovable sense of morality. Not even humanity’s greatest soldier could take in his shoulder the death of his only child. Even as a child if she had been out of his sight for what he thought of as too long, he would feel panicked. Not even when you were in the Corps had he felt this unnerved. You might be his soul but Charlotte was his heart and joy.
“But dad, even mum used to be on the force!”, she tried again, her voice shakier than last time. “She isn’t any more”, he pointed out. Both of them turn to look at you for some kind of support. You sighed again approaching them from across your standing position opposite them. “How about this”, you began sitting diagonally from both your husband and daughter, they both leaned in eager to hear your opinion, “take Charlotte for a week in the HQ”, you suggested. Charlotte’s eyes sparkled obviously appreciating your suggestion. Levi, on the other hand, had his eyes narrowed poignantly glaring at you. Oh boy, you knew that look. It was the look he used when he would make you pay for whatever you had done.
“Common dad”, Charlotte pleaded calling back his attention. He stared down at her, “No”, he answered. “But you said you would give me anything I wanted”, she insisted placing her hands on his knees. He stood his silent ground. “What if I don’t leave you side?”, she offered. He still didn’t say anything. “I’ll even clean your office”, she added, her eyes fuller than ever. He closed his eyes, sighing in defeat. “One week”, he finally replied. She immediately stood up screaming “YAY”, and then proceeded to twirl around the room. “I’m not done yet brat”, he said his eyes narrowing at her celebration in disapproval. “You’ll wake up every day at 5:00”, he began listing his conditions, “You do exactly as I say”, he continued, “And most importantly”, he emphasised, “You cannot leave my sight”. Charlotte who had been listening intently to his every word nodded furiously, “I promise!”, she said happily and proceeded to run up the stairs presumably to pick exactly what she was going to wear.
“Tch”, Levi said watching her disappear up the stairs. “You’re not off the hook either”, he said with half-lidded eyes. You rolled your eyes. “You’re just as bad as that brat”, he said meeting your gaze. “No, for that you have the full credit”, you commented smiling softly. His eyes narrowed, “After tonight, we might even have another one”, he casually said. “What?”, you replied blushing. “You heard me”, he said reaching to grab your face with his hand. “If I have to take the brat to work, you’re also suffering the consequences”, he said almost growling. “Yes, Sir”, you said seductively making him smirk, “It’s Corporal to you, brat”.
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It hadn’t even been half a day and Levi was already regretting agreeing to bring Charlotte with him. His eyes narrowed watching his daughter in the courtyard with the 104th cadets. He didn’t have a problem with his daughter meeting the cadets but, what he did have a problem with was the newbie 104th cadets flirting with her. “Stupid shitty glasses”, he thought narrowing his eyes further as Jean, a horse-faced teenager, made Charlotte giggle. Hanji had, as per usual, bust into his office with news of some sort of experiment or another. But had promptly stopped when she laid eyes on Charlotte. “Is this little Charlotte I see!”, she had screamed in delight. Hanji was a regular at his house and knew Charlotte quite well. She had begged Levi to let her give Charlotte a tour of the facilities. At the time, he had been half thankful, since he still had half a mountain of paperwork to get through and Charlotte wasn’t making it any easier with her whining and asking when he would be done so that the both of them could go exploring. He trusted Hanji, but looking at things now, that had been a big mistake.
His eyes opened like plates. “Fuck. No.”, he thought having enough of the little show outside. He got up immediately from his desk chair. Eren had touched her. Moronic, hot-headed, titan-shifting Eren, had dared touch her.
Levi wasn’t an unreasonable man. He was praised for keeping his impulses in control. In fact, if anything, he was more the type to step back and assess before acting. But, all of that was thrown out the window when it came to his daughter. No one touched his daughter. Especially with dirty, filthy crummy hands like Eren’s. He stopped his way to the entrance of the courtyard. “Cadets!”, he screamed pissed off. The little group at the centre immediately turned to look at their superior. Levi’s eyes met Charlotte’s, she wasn’t happy and shot him half a glare. When the rest of the group realise it was the Corporal calling them, they all ran to stand in attention. “Heichou”, they said more or less in unison standing straight. Charlotte, on the other hand, leisurely made her way towards the line of cadets and Levi. Levi’s eyes fixated on her, narrowing in anger at her insubordination.
Of course, this did not escape the boys that had been flirting with her attention. Eren looked conflicted between Charlotte and Levi. Jean was biting his lip trying to think of what to say. Reiner’s brow was sweating unsure of what to do and so on and so forth.
“Captain!”, it was Eren who spoke first. Levi tore his eyes off Charlotte to look at him, his steel eyes warning him off wanting to cut his head off. “Charlotte is new”, he said less confidently mirroring Reiner’s sweating. Levi’s right eyebrow cocked up. “We’ll make sure she knows how to greet her superiors properly”, he said closing his eyes and lowering his head as a form of apology. “He”, Levi said in dark amusement. At least one of them had the balls to try to shield that stupid brat of his. Eren opened one eye and sneaked a peek at the Corporal. Levi looked even more annoyed. “Yes Corporal!”, this time it was Jean three persons down. It was his turn to be glared at. “Please forgive her!”, he pleaded also lowering his head. Levi felt red hot anger curing through his veins.
“So, you lot think you know how to handle my daughter better than me?”, Levi said with molten furry. Eren and Jean instantly raised their head in shock. All of the six in the group were shocked. Daughter. Charlotte was the Corporal's daughter.
“Dad!”, came a whine from Charlotte. Levi’s lips became a straight line, “My office”, he managed to say with a still controlled tone. “But-”, she tried, “Now!”, he emphasised louder. She pouted crossing her arms in front of her chest, “Dad stop”, she tried once again. His glare intensified, his eyes turning to look at the still processing cadets in front of him. “Since you all seem so eager to speak on her behalf”, Levi said calling back the attention of the boys, “you can all take her punishment too”, he glared at the line, “100 laps and stable duty for 2 weeks”, he called out waving a hand to dismiss them. Groaning they all made their way back to the courtyard to start laps.
“Charlotte”, he said turning to see his daughter once again. Oh, she was in for it. He never called her that. “We’re leaving”, he called grabbing her forearm and dragging her out of the buildings.
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“Hey!”, you called out hearing your husband and daughter come in through the front door. “How was today?”, you asked moving to the living room to greet them. They both looked angry. “Oh God”, you thought approaching them. “Fine”, Levi said walking past you to reach sit on the couch. “Right”, you thought turning to look at him. “Why the long face?”, you questioned earning you a glare. “Ask her”, he responded pointing at Charlotte, who was still pouting. “Me?!”, she dramatically argued. His eyes narrowed. “What is going on?”, you asked a little lost. “I’ll tell you!”, Charlotte volunteered, “Dad went crazy”, she informed making you frown. Crazy?
“The military is not a flirting patch”, he answered rudely making Charlotte’s cheek colour. Your eyebrow shot up at her reaction. “I wasn’t flirting!”, she defended whilst flustered. You turned to look at your husband who was by then already staring at you with a “see” face. “Levi”, you said walking so that you stood in front of his knees. “What did you do?”, you asked crouching so that you could meet his gaze. “Nothing”, he said turning away. “L-evi”, you said softly. “If those brats have the balls to touch my daughter then they can have the balls to demonstrate their endurance and cleaning skills”, he said, not a single bit sorry. You sighed, turning your head slightly to look at your daughter. “Charlotte, give us a minute”, you said smiling softly at her. She frowned softly but complied and ran upstairs.
Sighing again you hung your head. “Levi”, you said your tone a little stern. He did not answer opting to look elsewhere as you looked up to his face. “You can’t do stuff like that”, you said placing both your hands on each of his knees. His eyes still didn’t meet yours. “Charlotte is not a child”, you said gripping his knees. To this he turns to look down at you his eyes dipped in disapproval, “She will always be my child”, he said catching you by surprise. That was so uncharacteristically of him. “You should have seen how they were looking at her”, he said in disgust, “They got what they deserved, tch”, he said returning his eyes elsewhere. You stifled a chuckle.
You had only seen him like this once and it had been back when you were dating and someone dared ask you out. Levi had had a field day with them.
“Levi”, you called out even softer than before. He looked at you, his eyes now softer with a hint of sadness and anger. “You can’t treat Charlotte like that”, you said drawing circles on his knees. He sighed, his shoulder’s relaxing a bit. “I know”, he said in defeat. One of your hands moved upwards to hold his cheek. His face shifting to put its weight on your palm. “It’s just-”, he started thinking of the best way to describe the feeling, “hard”, he settled on. “I know”, you said empathising with him. He sighed again, moving his face so that his lips were the ones on your palm now. He kissed it before getting up. “Are you going to talk to her?”, you asked watching him disappear further into the house. “Something like that”, he said underneath his breath making you chuckle.
* * *
*knock, knock*
Two knocked protruded from her room’s door. Charlotte looked up from her bed, fresh tears still falling down her cheeks. She didn’t answer, not really in the mood to see you or Levi, especially Levi. “Stupid dad”, she thought burring her face on the pillow.
The door creaked open, allowing Levi to walk inside the room. “Brat”, he called out from the foot of the bed. Charlotte didn’t even shift. He sighed sitting down on the corner by her feet, “Brat”, he tried again. Charlotte simply buried herself deeper in the pillow. She didn’t want her father to watch her cry. “Charlotte”, he said softly placing a hand on her leg. “Hmm”, he heard her muttered from her pillow. “Common, let’s have a talk”, he said tapping her leg. She sighed emerging from the pillow and turning to look at him. His heart twisted when he caught her still watery eyes. “What is it?”, she said quietly. “I’m your dad”, he informed making her eyebrows knit. “Yeah?”, she said quizzically. Levi sighed once more, completely defeated, “even when you’re old like me, you will always be my brat”, he said looking down at her bedsheets. This made Charlotte giggle. “I know”, she said this time placing her hand on his leg. “You’ll always be my dad”, she echoed making the corner of Levi’s mouth tug upwards. “Always”, he answered looking at her with a smile. To his surprise, Charlotte threw herself at him hugging him. Levi eagerly hugged her back.
“This doesn’t mean you can get out of 5 a.m. training tomorrow”, he said making her push him so that he was at arm’s length. “Training?”, she repeated confused. “What? You thought I would back away from a promise?”, he asked rhetorically feigning offence. Charlotte beamed, “Really? You mean it?!”, she asked bouncing. “Yeah, yeah”, he said ruffling her hair, “Be ready at 4:30 sharp”, he said getting up from her bed, “If you’re late, I’ll make you run laps”, he said closing the door of her bedroom.
Surprise! - Roommate/Dad!Hobie x Roommate/Mum!Reader
wc: 1.9k ish (but will be editing)
I don't give permission for any of my works to be copied or inserted into ai
As always it's not well proofread so if you see anything glaringly obvious or super bad please tell me
cw: talk of nausea/vomiting but no actual description of vomiting. Unexpected pregnancy and childbirth mentioned.
Guys this one is a bit shit, written late at night and im so tired but I really wanted it to be done. Broke my heart a little bc it was one of my fav ideas and I don’t feel I executed it like I wanted to. Anyway it is what it is and I should be returning to edit (will probs put date of editing when I do.)
All that to say thank you for reading and I should hopefully have better fics coming. 💋
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You and Hobie are roommates with benefits. Well that’s a bit of a stretch. You live together, sure, except you live together in the same room, and in the same bed, and you sleep together, and neither of you sleep with anyone else, and you are exclusively having sex with each other… Roommates.
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This morning was just like any other, You wake up with Hobie lying on top of you. He’s got a pair of boxers and not much else. You lie there, looking at the ceiling, when your stomach turns slightly and your mouth fills with water.
“Hobie” You say urgently, trying to push him off you.
“Huh?”
“‘Mgonnathrowup” You manage to get out before sprinting to the toilet. Hobie follows you and sits next to you on the cold floor, rubbing your back and holding your hair.
“Oh luv, okay i’ve got you.”
You’re done quickly and sit with your back to the bath while Hobie gets you ice water. “Little sips, don’t overwhelm your body.” He instructs as you rest your head against him. “When you’re ready we’ll get you to bed.” You try to nod but it makes you too dizzy. So you settle for letting out a quiet ‘mhm’. Eventually Hobie carries you to bed and sets you up with a trash can, some saltines and a big bottle of water.
“I don’t know if it’s something I ate, I’ve been feeling nauseous for like a week but I haven’t thrown up until today.”
“Hmm tha’s weird, want me to call the doctors?”
“Nah I think i’ll be fine, maybe I just needed to get it out.”
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Three identical mornings later, Hobie decides you need the doctor whether you like it or not. He calls up your doctors office and sits on hold for 3 boring minutes.
“Hello, my name is Jamie, how may I assist you this morning?”
“Hullo, my friend needs a doctors appointment.” he says, rattling off your details.
“Okay, and what is it concerning?”
“She’s been nauseous for two weeks and started throwing up in the mornings, we thought it was like a stomach flu or something.”
“Okay, and is there any possibility of pregnancy?”
“She has sex, if thats what you mean.”
“Has she taken a pregnancy test?”
“No?”
“Well I’d suggest she does that and then if its negative go to the emergency room and if its positive call back for a gynaecology appointment to discuss your options.”
“Oh, alright thanks.” She hangs up, and Hobie stands in the kitchen for a moment. Pregnancy?
“What’re you doing?” You ask as you walk into the kitchen.
“I was calling the doctor’s office about your sickness and they said to do a pregnancy test first.” He watches as your face flickers with confusion that slowly morphs into a panicked concern.
“A pregnancy test? I’m not- shit. Hobes what if i’m pregnant?!” He can see you hyperventilating, your eyes searching his face and before he’s even formed a thought, his arms are around you.
“It’s okay, i’ve got you, we’ll figure this out.” He feels you nod shakily against him. “Do you want me to go get it or do you want me to ask a friend to pick it up?” You start to cry messy tears, your
“I don’t want you to go but I also don’t want people to know”
“I can ask Peter, he’ll keep it under wraps.”
“Promise?” Hobie kisses your foreheadsl
“Of course luv. I’ve got you.”
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Hobie picks up his phone and calls Peter Parker.
“Pete, mate I need a favour.”
“What can I do for you.”
“Can you drop off a pregnancy test at my flat.”
Silence
“A pregnancy test?”
“Yes, and keep it hush hush… between me and you.”
“Uhhh, okay.”
“Thanks mate, I owe you one.”
“Anytime.”
——
15 minutes later theres a knock at the door.
“Ah mate you’re my hero.” Hobie says as he opens the door to Peter with a paper bag. You’re curled up on the couch, a pack of saltines on your lap and you’re unfortunately right in Peter’s line of sight.
“Hi, you feeling okay?” You hum and nod slowly.
“Yeah, just nauseous.” You reply, smiling at him.
“Been there. Anyway I hope you get the result you want. I won’t say anything to anyone.”
“Thank you so much. We really appreciate it.”
“Ta mate.”
——
Peter leaves and you go to the bathroom and do the dreaded ‘pee-on-a-stick’ thing. Hobie waits outside until you call him in to wait. You both watch it develop.
“Okay that’s the control line.” You say, face in the instructions.
“And that line?”
“Hobie. Say you can’t see a second line.”
“Look there.”
“Shit.”
“Shit.”
——
Two weeks later you were in a cold doctor’s office, cold jelly on your lower stomach as a weird probe searches your abdomen, manoeuvred by a very kind ultrasound tech.
“So thats a lovely ovary there.” She says, pointing to a darkish circle on the grainy screen.
“Lovely ovary.” You echo, clearly in shock but mildly proud of yourself.
“And that’s what we call the sac. So theres an embryo there, its about the size of a sesame seed.”
“Oh.”
“Its okay luv. I’ve got ya.” Hobie says, clearly terrified, but trying to hold it together for you.
“What- what do we do?”
“We’ll figure it out.” He holds you carefully, and his leg bounces nervously, with all the unspent nervous energy in his body.
——
At some point, you and Hobie stop being roommates and start being together. Seven months later you’re slower than you used to be. You waddle around the apartment, you cry at everything that pulls on your empathetic-to-a-fault heart. Leaf falls off a tree and you’re worried its lonely? Cry. An advert with a baby in it and you’re worried its scared that theres so many cameras? Cry. Cough outside and get worried you gave someone asthma? Cry.
The amount of times Hobie had to skip patrol because you were so sad he didn’t feel okay leaving you alone was starting to make everyone around him suspicious. True to his word Peter kept everything secret. It got to the point where Hobie knew he had to reveal it. But that’s not Hobie’s style.
——
After you spent 13 gruelling hours in Labour, and you had shouted and then apologised at Hobie enough times that you promised to buy him a new guitar, your beautiful baby boy was born. You named him Milo Brown.
Spider Soc.
Hobie: Image Attached
It’s a photo of him and you with baby Milo, taken by a kind nurse, your hair is stuck to your head from sweat, but all three of you are happy and glowing.
Hobie: Meet Milo.
Hobie: @MiguelO’hara Taking six weeks off.
Gwen: CONGRATULATIONS!!!
Miles: Is that baby yours?
Pavitr: Of course it’s his!
Pavitr: When can we visit?
Hobie: 😬
Miguel: Congratulations Hobart.
Peter: Not to brag but I knew about this since she was 3 weeks pregnant.
Gwen: WTF @HobieBrown
Hobie closes his phone, and kisses your head.
“Proper twats the lot of them.” He says affectionately.
——
You and Hobie decide to surprise his parents when you go to visit them. No-one really knows about Milo, and you figured that maybe it’d be important to inform his grandparents of his existence. Hobie, ever the anarchist, managed to convince you to fly to England to see them.
——
You get on the plane, settling in for one of the longest flights of your life. Milo is awake, staring at Hobie from his place in your arms. Hobie let you have the window seat, he’s in the middle and theres an older lady sat next to him in the aisle seat. Hobie helps you get settled first, before sorting himself out.
“Babe? Sorry to bother you again but i need the cover out the changing bag.” Hobie pulls out the nursing cover, and you lay it across your lap as Milo starts to fuss.
“You gonna feed him?” Hobie asks, glancing down at your top.
“When we take off. I talked to the paediatrician when you were changing him and he said that feeding during takeoff should help his ears pop so hopefully he won’t be too uncomfortable.” You explain, before Hobie leans down and kisses you.
“Ya so smart, and ya such a good mum.” He murmurs before kissing you again.
“You’re a great dad. Love you babe”
“Well aren’t you two just the cutest. And that little baby, oh he’s as sweet as a honey bee in june isn’t he?” You and Hobie nod politely and make quiet small talk with the older woman, that mainly consisted of her complimenting you two and Milo. The plane begins to taxi down the runway and you start to feed Milo, his eyes close as he nurses, and you grip Hobie’s hand nervously as the plane picks up speed, your nails digging into his skin. Hobie’s thumb rubs your hand, soothing you softly. He rests his forehead against yours, looking into those big fearful eyes of yours.
“I’ve got you.”
“I know, I just hate take off. Milo seems happy though.”
“Yeah, was a banging idea to ask the paediatrician about how ta make the flight good for ‘im.”
“Thank you.”
——
About halfway through the flight Milo wakes up, and in true baby fashion decides to test how loud he can cry. Hobie lifts him off you, trying to let you nap, and starts to walk up and down the aisle. Unbeknownst to a sleepy you, Hobie spends about 6 hours of the 8 hour flight walking with a baby.
——
You’re wheeling along two suitcases to the arrivals gate, Hobie is carrying Milo, his own backpack and the pushchair with the changing bag in when he stops and sniffs the air.
“Luv, he’s done a shit, I’m gonna go change him.” You turn and nod, giving both him and Milo a kiss on the head.
“I’ll go find your parents, and you join me in a little bit?” Hobie nods, already walking towards the baby change bathroom. You walk to the arrivals gate where Hobie’s family is waiting with a “Welcome Home!” sign and a bouquet of flowers.
“Hiiiii, Hobie’s just in the loo, it’s so good to see you all!” Hobie’s mum pulled you in for a hug, making his dad take the suitcases.
“Oh hi sweetheart. How are you, was the flight okay? Did Hobie seriously make you carry both bags?!” She says, her voice changing completely as she questions you about her son’s behaviour.
“He had a lot in his hands, I volunteered.”
“I don’t care what he has in his hand, thats no excuse for making you take both suitcases, you’re a lot smaller than him.” You’re about to defend him again when you hear a familiar voice.
“What’s all this argy-bargy about then?” You turn to Hobie, your beautiful baby fussing in his arms.
“Hobart Larry Brown how dare you let her- Where did you get a baby?” You reach up to take the baby from him, letting Milo’s little face bury itself in your neck. You shh him gently as you start to sway, looking back up at Mrs. Brown to see her reaction.
“Oh my goodness is he yours?” Hobie smiles proudly and nods. His mum hits him on the shoulder. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.”
“We wanted ta surprise ya.” Hobie’s mum softens, as the rest of his family huddles a little closer to see the baby.
“This is Milo, and he’s 11 weeks old.” you say softly, trying not to wake him back up.
