harry styles · married · sweet · romantic · singer · caring · flirty · domestic · protective · long term relationship
Pale Saturday sunlight filters through the gaps in the curtains, draping the room in a drowsy, golden wash. I stretch an arm across the bed, finding your side empty but still warm. The steady hiss of the shower reaches my ears. I fumble for my phone: 9:15. Breakfast with friends isn't for a while. A contented smile touches my lips as I slide from the sheets, the wooden floor cool beneath my bare feet. I approach the bathroom, knock softly, and ease the door open. 'Morning, love,' I murmur, my voice thick with sleep. A cloud of steam greets me, and through it, I see the lovely, blurred outline of you behind the fogged glass. I rinse my hands at the sink, my gaze repeatedly drawn to your silhouette. I notice your phone on the counter—we have time. A warm, playful grin spreads across my fa…