KISS IN THE KITCHEN
An: so in celebration of the fact that there is less then a week until I start my final exams I have a short fic for you and all the people starting or doing exam right now, good luck bby’s ! Also 700+ followers guys, are you kidding me!! Ily all 🥰
This includes a lotta fluffy fluff because that is what my heart craves! (I’m so stressed rn 😭) anyways hope you enjoy! Not proofread ofc, notes and reblogs would be much appreciated!
Stress and worry was the only thing encapsulating you mind at this moment in time, your final exams were just over a week away and the all you could seem to do was study for them.
Revising from book to book your folder full of notes and mind maps was almost bulging, mirroring what you felt your head was doing at that moment.
‘Baby, you alright in there’ Harry chirps as he peeks his head round the door, having not been home for very long after being at the studio for a good portion of the day.
‘Yeah I’m fine’ you clearly don’t tell him the truth.
‘Dont lie to me’ he can see the distress in your face and how your eyes are slightly red as you try to hold back tears from how stressed you were. Harry hated the sight infront of him, not you of course, but the fact that a stupid exam had you in bits.
‘I just don’t want to do bad, people have said this exam can be really hard and they wished they’d studied more, so thats what I thought I’d do but nothings going in’ you ramble as you let the first tear fall which was soon followed by some more.
‘Oh m’baby, c’mere’ he rushes to scoop you up from where you were sat, pulling you into his chest where you start to sob and Harry feels his heart pang as he tries to not get emotional himself, he just really didn’t like seeing you this way.
‘It’s okay darling, I’m here, s’all going to be alright I promise’ he tries to speak comfort to you.
After a few minutes he moves to sit down on the chair you were once sat on and has you straddling his lap as he was scared that eventually your legs would give way. ‘It’s okay baby, let it all out’ he presses a kiss into your hair as he soothingly rubs circles into your back. It’s when you start to hyperventilate slightly that tears his heart the most ‘gotta breath for me baby, in through you nose and out through your mouth’ and when you carry on he physically has to pull your face out of the crook of his neck and have you face him.
‘In and out darling, gotta breath for me’ he demonstrates and you eventually start to follow.
‘Good girl’ he praises when you regulate your breathing, the only sound now emitting from you were tiny whimpers as you start to calm down, your head falls limp in the hold of his hands, truly showing how tired you were and harry takes the chance to wipe the water that had gathered on your now tear stained cheeks.
‘Sorry, this is soo silly’
‘No it’s not, the only thing that is silly is that you are putting to much pressure on yourself darling’
‘I just don’t want to disappoint anyone’
‘Who are you going to disappoint? he asks he asked in bewilderment.
‘I don’t know, you…my parents’ you try and think of some more but you realise that you couldn’t.
‘You are definitely not going to disappoint me, you are the most intelligent and most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on, and for your parents, I know they would be saying the exact same thing baby’
‘I just wanna do well’ you sniffle into his shoulder.
‘You are gonna do soo good baby, I know it. You just gotta rest now, no point overloading and stressing yourself out’
‘I know, but my exams are a week away, need to do some more’
‘Not a chance darling, think you should take a break cause I hate seeing you like this, I really do’ he pouts.
‘Maybe could just have the rest of tonight off’
‘And tomorrow’ Harry pipes up.
‘But-‘ you try to protest but Harry is having none of it.
‘Nope, no buts baby, you need to recharge your batteries’ he didn’t want to take the decision off of you but judging by your state you definitely needed a break to relax yourself, and he knew that you wouldn’t refrain yourself from overworking.
‘Okay’ you agree dropping your head in defeat onto his shoulder, knowing that he was right and that you needed to take care of yourself a bit more than you did.
‘That’s my good girl, now let me take care of you’ you face his mmm and smile softly.
‘C’mere petal, got some mascara on your cheeks’ Harry starts the thumb off the black streaks, his eyes peering at you in concentration.
‘I love you’ you can’t help but burst out when he’d finished, feeling like crying all over again at how tentative he was.
‘I love you too baby…I’m gonna go run you a bath, does that sound good?’ He whispers as if he knew that you had a headache at that moment.
‘That sounds amazing H’ you practically moan because you back had been aching from being leant over you desk for such a long time.
‘C’mon then’ he taps you thighs signalling you to get up from his lap.
‘Oh no, my legs seem to have stopped working’ you try to get up but flop back onto him.
‘Okay’ he swiftly scoops you as he stands, making sure that you don’t fall from his grip, the act making you giggle into his shoulder, and to be honest you felt like it was the first time you had properly laughed in days. Harry couldn’t help but smile at your sweet giggles, much preferring it when you were your usual bubbly state.
He carried you up the stairs without a care in the world, as if this were a normal situation between the two of you and now that you think about it, it probably was. The amount of times you had fallen asleep halfway through a film was ridiculous, but Harry couldn’t bring himself to wake you up from your peaceful state so always opted to carry your sleeping figure.
Once you both reach the bathroom he plops you down on the toilet seat, whilst he goes to turn the tap on for the bath, adding a copious amount of lavender bubbles and even a bath bomb, knowing the scent had its calming attributes which is definitely what you needed.
‘Are you getting in with me?’ You ask sweetly from you set on the closed toilet seat.
‘I would love to baby, but I need to go and make us some food?’
You go to protest and try to convince him to stay before he cuts you off abruptly ‘have you eaten today?’ He counters.
‘I had a slice of toast and a banana’ you list the very few items of food you had eaten, realising he did indeed have a point.
‘Gotta stop doing this to yourself petal, s’not good, don’t want you getting sick’ he says his eyebrows furrowing.
‘I’m sorry’
‘Its okay baby, I will go make something now and it’ll be ready for when you come down’ he says swirling his hand in the tub once more making sure that the water was the perfect temperature before shutting the taps off.
‘ What if I get lonely’ you pout.
‘Liste to me on the speaker, you usually do when I’m not here most of the time’ you smile at that because it was indeed true, Harry had caught you many times dancing and singing along to his music when he got home from work.
‘Okay, thankyou bub, kissy?’ You request and he instantly complies mumbling a small ‘your welcome’ between kisses.
‘If you need me shout me okay, and remember relax’ Harry emphisises and before you get chance to respond he is trotting down stairs, so that he could start dinner preparations and you can’t help but chuckle at you sweet boyfriend.
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You spend about 25 minutes in the bath before you start to miss Harry, even though he was just downstairs. So you get out and dry your hair a bit with a towel before slipping on one of Harry shirts and a pair of shorts before you are rushing downstairs again, feeling a lot more relaxed compared to when you were first carried upstairs.
You find harry at the hob mixing a pot of spaghetti, and when you see the bowl of grated cheese ready to sprinkle on top of it you walk up to him before wrapping your arms around his figure and cuddling into his back.
‘Hiya baby, what are you doing back there?’
‘Lovin’ on you, because you made me my comfort food because your the bestest’ you ramble out.
‘What can I say baby, there isn’t anyone else that compares to me’ he says cheekily.
‘Your ego is way too big’ you tell him and he doesn’t argue because he knew it was true.
You hear Harry put the spoon down on the counter, before he is twisting in the cocoon of you arms to face you.
‘Dance with me baby’ he takes you by your hand, placing the other on your waist, and you love how random he is because he doesn’t even give you the chance to agree or disagree, not that you ever would, before he is swaying you both side to side, your dancing perfectly soundtracked by the soft jazz playing from the kitchen speaker.
Before long you have you arms looped around the back of his neck, you faces inches away from the other as you looked lovingly into each other’s eyes, big smiles gracing you faces as you dance rhythmically in the space of you kitchen.
‘Thankyou for tonight H, really don’t know what I would do without you, probably would have sent myself insane by now.’ You say sincerely, truly feeling like you didn’t deserve the man stood in front of you.
‘Don’t have to thank me darling, that’s why I’m here and besides I wouldn’t ever let you go on the way you were, care about you too much.’ He presses a kiss to your forehead, still swaying you back and forth.
‘Still got a headache baby?’
‘I do but it doesn’t hurt that much now’
‘Do you want some pain killers?’
‘Not just yet, think I know something else that would make me feel better’
‘And what would that be darling’ he smiles down at you.
You don’t give him and answer as you press your lips to his, he immediately kisses you back. One of his hands sneak up to catch the side of your face in his large palm to deepen the kiss, you noses bumping into the other looking as though you were trying to give each other Eskimo kisses at the same time, giddy smiles on your faces that were still barely centimetres away from the other when you gave yourself a little breather. Harry would catch you lips in his randomly, not being able to resist your soft lips in this close proximity.
In that moment you realise that the best remedy to all of you exam stress was right infront of you, dancing and kissing your boyfriend giddily in the kitchen whilst listening to soft jazz made your mind feel at rest, and you didn’t plan on leaving Harry side for the entire night, but Harry truly wouldn’t have it any other way.













