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Your POV-
A sudden shift in the weight of the bed woke  you up, causing you to roll over a reach your arm out for Harry in confusion.

“Haz?”, you mumble, not quite awake yet. “What’s going on?” “I’m just going on a walk, love. I’ll be back in a bit,” he responds, his voice still deep from sleep.

“Oh, ok,”  you respond, closing your eyes again and rolling over in hopes of falling back asleep.

After some rustling around on his part, you feel his hot breath on your face as he presses a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll be right back, love. Go back to sleep,” he mumbles against the soft skin of your forehead. Beginning to nod off, you let out a small “Mhm,” letting his soothing voice take you to dreamland.

(time skip brought to you by a chonce)

“No,” you whimpered, “Not Harry! Take me instead! Take me instead!” Crying out, you shot up from the bed.

Another nightmare, you realized, frowning. I seem to get them whenever I try to sleep without Harry.

You put your head into your hands, letting the tears fall down your face and into your lap. This is going to be a long wait.

(time skip brought to you by Alex)

Harry’s POV-
Shutting the door as quietly as I could, I slipped off my shoes in the front entry way, knowing how much Y/N hated when anyone got the carpet dirty. It was a little muddy outside when I went on my walk, and the last thing I wanted to do was make my baby girl mad right after she woke up.

I slowly began my journey up the stairs and to our shared bedroom, going as quietly as possible to avoid waking Y/N up.

Squeak! I jumped ever so slightly at the sudden noise, facepalming when I realized that I had forgotten about the squeaky top stair because all that I could think about at the moment was Y/N.

As I reached the door to our bedroom, I thought I heard a sniffle. Peaking in, I saw my precious Y/N sitting on the bed with her head in her hands.

Oh no, I thought. I wonder what happened. I wasn’t gone that long, was I?

Your POV-
“Y/N, love? What’s wrong?”, you hear an unmistakable voice ask as you get pulled into a giant hug.

“H-Harry, I h-had a…a nightmare,” you manage to choke out over the tears. “Aw, baby, I’m sorry. Do you want to talk about it?”, Harry asked. You shook your head no. “Are you sure? Talking about it can help,” he suggested. “Yeah, I’m sure,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

He pulls you tighter into his arms and leans back against the headboard, trying to make sure both of you are comfortable.

As soon as he’s made sure you’ll both be nice and comfy, he pulls you into his lap and begins rubbing his hands up and down your back slowly, in a soothing motion in effort to calm you down.

You begin to relax in his arms, and soon your eyelids begin to get heavier and heavier.

He continues to rub your back and whisper sweet nothings into your ear until he hears a soft snore coming from your mouth. He smiles, thinking about his beautiful girlfriend.

Tucking you into the bed, he wraps his arms around your waist, never wanting to let you go, hoping that you’ll stay like this forever.

A/N-
Hello! Sorry I haven’t posted in so long, I just haven’t had any inspiration to write :( This is probably trash, seeing as I wrote it at 115 AM lol.

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do you guys ever think that… when the narrator for bee movie said “there is no possible way for a bee to fly. its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground” some bee out there, who was listening in, maybe got really offended?? like, i think about that all the time… stop fatshaming bees you insensitive pricks

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