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Harry styles Aftercare

3rd Person POV: He had known something was off with y/n. This whole mess started 3 days ago when Harry and y/n decided to try something new in the bedroom and do a 'scene' together (if you know what I mean). After the matter y/n had already seemed different, which, through hours of google searches Harry had found out that she most likely had a subdrop and was in subspace. This information left Harry feeling like a crumby boyfriend. The thought of his precious girl feeling like shit all because of him was heart breaking and he just couldn't take it anymore. Harry has been wanting to confront her about the situation for days now but was nervous to because y/n isn't the type (at all) to show her feeling to anyone. showing her feeling meant she was vulnerable and what she thought was 'weak'. She also had a rough childhood and was raised being told that showing your emotions made you a little bitch and was made fun of for crying. this resulted in y/n always having a shield up and not daring to ever let anyone in. So, she wouldn't dream of even talking to Harry about these emotions she was feeling. she would just simpily push them down and keep fighting like she did with everything else in life. But, Harry knew he needed to talk to y/n about this today. All he wanted was to have his girl back and help her through this, so his plan was to slowly bring it up and hint to it today when she got back from work. Knowing that if he jumped straight into the conversation she would likely go to their shared room in scilence and run from her emotions like always. y/n POV: Ugh. It was such a long day. That hoe bag Amber was being such a Bitch at work today. I have been feeling pretty bad in general though. Not like it's important I wouldn't bring it up to Harry anyways. Harry's POV: Ok, she's almost home all you have to do is just slowly bring it up to her, help her through this, and everything will be fine. 3rd person POV: quickly pulled into the driveway then huffed while shoving her keys into the door wanting to get inside and relax as soon as possible. While struggling to open the door it suddenly flew open and she was faced with a smiling Harry. She tried her best to fake smile back and make it seem genuine, but failed and Harry could see right through this. His smile instantly dropped seeing how unhappy y/n was again. But he was quick to put on another light smile saying "Hi love" in a soft tone welcoming y/n in. Y/n quickly mumbled a 'hey' it sounding a bit ruder than intended but just kept walking, heading straight inside the house kicking of her shoes right away. She heard the door close and Harry nearing closer to her. Suddenly a pair of strong arms gently wrapped around her waist and felt Harry placing a light peck in the crook of her neck. For the first time in the last couple of days this affection actually had her feeling a bit better, but her thoughts were Interupted by her boyfriend softly saying, "I made your favorite for dinner Lovi. Want to sit down and eat with me?" y/n's heat melted a bit at the loving gesture and immediately replied with, "of course". Harry was estatic that y/n wanted to eat with him. He honestly thought that she would decline and just head straight to bed, but she didn't. He gently let go of his torso after giving one last peck in her cheek y/n blushing slightly, then leading her to the dinner table. Dinner was, well, sort of awkward. Harry kept trying to bring up the topic of her subdrop by starting some small talk trying to steer the conversation in the direction of y/n showing her feeling to him but failed miserably. y/n wasn't stupid and immediately caught into this though and kept shutting down his attemp to break down her walls. She eventually got fed up with all of this beating around the bush and decided to just put everything out on the table. "Harold." she stated Harry's eyes immediately darting you to meet her beautiful hazel one's, "I know you keep trying to get me to talk about my emotions. What’s your motive here?" y/n stated sligthy raising an eyebrow and talking a sip from her glass. “Y/n, we need to talk.” Harry stayed y/n shocked by how serious his tone was. He didn’t even use a pet name. “Ok?” Y/n stated setting her glass down carefully on the table preparing herself for what seemed like a serious emotional conversation she truly wanted nothing to do with, “about what?” She squeaked. “Baby, I-I’ve been reaserching about this because you’ve seemed kinda off ever since we did that- thing 3 days ago, and I think you might be in a subdrop baby, but, it’s ok it just means that I didn’t do proper aftercare with you which is completely my fault you I know I actually feel really kinda bad about it and-” to stop Harry’s nervous rambling while he was looking down at the ground, y/n interrupted him and said,”Harry stop.” In a small voice then continued with,”I-I have been felling a little weird s-since then.” Y/n taking her awkward turn to look at the ground while Harry’s head lifted looking at her face shocked that she just admitted this to him. Coming over to the side of the table she was sitting at, lifting her chin with two of his fingers so he could look her in the eyes. This is when it went, south he could see tears pooling in y/n eyes. This was her breaking point. Everything she had piled up that she shoved deep down for the past however many years was coming up. And she hated it. To stop the tears from eventually running down he face she abruptly stood and quickly made her way to their shared bedroom, ripping of her clothes, putting on one of Harry’s t-shirts and getting into bed. Luckily, the tears had stopped as y/n just lays there in silence. A shocked Harry who thought that he has finally gotten her to open up just stood by the dining table stunned and almost disappointed with himself until he finally built up the courage and decided to go see how y/n was doing. Y/n heard soft footsteps padding up the stairs toward their bedroom. She instantly stiffened up hiding her felt under the fluffy comforter not wanting to talk to Harry about her almost crying at the dinner table. Harry gently opened the door to see y/n balled up under the covers from head to toe. His eyes saddened as he saw this thinking that she was crying (which she actually wasn’t) and stripping down to just his black Calvin Klein boxers. Y/n got even more nervous as she felt the covers lifting and Harry getting in the bed spooning her from behind. “Go away, Harold.” She said trying not to make her voice shake. But Harry saw right through this and just spooned her even tighter pressing his chest to her back. “No Harry” she protested again. “It’s ok lover just let it out princess.” He said softly while pressing himself even closer, and nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck with some soft kisses. This was it y/n couldn’t take it anymore. Those tears that were threatening to put down all this time finally did and before she knew it she was basically sobbing, trying to not let out to much noise so Harry wouldn’t hear. But, he instantly knew she was full on crying now when he felt a few warm tears fall in his hand. This mad him so unbelievably sad that he stated to wipe the tears rolling down the face with the pads of his thumbs while whispering sweet words into her ear. They just stayed like this for however many minutes y/n was crying, with Harry comforting her as much as possible. After he tears had started to stop he said,”there you go lovie, it’s ok you can be vulnerable in front of me. You know you can.” He said in just above a whisper, “I got you a little present baby... wanna see it?” He stated hopefully. You just sniffled nodding your head. Crying had actually had you fell good, like you had finally been able to let everything out. And you were so lucky that you have such an amazing boyfriend to help you through it. Harry left one more kiss in your cheek before quickly retrieving the box with a little pink bow on it and placing it on the bed in front of you, sitting right next to you himself. You were now in a sitting position leaning into his chest slightly as it made you fell much better. “Go ahead and open it baby.” He said softly while you just nodded agin afraid if you talked your voice may crack. You untied the cute bow and lifted off the lid of the box to see an aftercare kit set up perfectly. With a fluffy robe, blanket, bath bomb, a fluffy pair of socks, some lollies, chocolate, lotion, some first aid supplies, sterilization wipes, and your favorite scented candle. Your heart completely melted when you saw this, “thank you so much Harry,” you said to him in a small voice, “I love you do much” you squeaked out burying your face into his chest. He chuckled slightly stating, “Of course sweets, I love you too. Now do you wanna take a nice bot bath with me?” He said grinning. Of course you stated smiling at him now and going in for a romantic kiss. So, for the rest of the night you two took a bath, watched movies together, then cuddled until you both fell asleep. And Harry would always give you aftercare.