You walked in the door from the day care center where you worked with little kids all day. Because Harry was on break, he was home long before you were. “Hi baby!” You called into the apartment. You kicked your shoes off and set your bag down pulling the book out and tossing it on the couch where you would enjoy it in a few hours snuggled up to Harry while he played with your hair.
“Hi, kitten, how was your day?” He called from the bathroom.
“Good, how was your day?” You went to the kitchen starting to take things out to make a salad since Harry so kindly made dinner. You put the finishing vegetables in before mixing it all up and setting it on the table that Harry set.
Harry was talking about how he got together with the boys to write some more lyrics for the upcoming album. “I’m really excited, I think it’s some of our best work,” he said.
You smiled as you went to look for him. “I’m sure it is, you’ve never dropped the ball on–Harry,” you gasped tossing your hand over your mouth as you entered the bathroom in surprise at what you saw. “Oh my, God.”
He looked over at you and smiled shyly. “I’d kiss you hello, kitten, but…” he had green face mask goop all over his face.
“Harry, what are you doing?” You asked with a soft, surprised giggle.
He didn’t do it right…it was clumpy in some spots and bare in others. You grabbed a wash cloth and wiped his skin of the green goop and he sighed heavily. He wasn’t wearing anything but boxers and the room smelled like rubbing alcohol and face cleaner. “Um…” he said shyly. “I…my face breaks out a lot…” he mumbled. “And people notice,” he said with a frown. “So…it makes me self-conscious,” he said softly. “So I’m trying to fix it,” he mumbled. “Did I do it wrong?” He wondered.
You pouted. Harry was beautiful in every sense of the word. Everything he did was a reflection of his beautiful spirit. The way he presented himself, how caring he was, he was an angel and for him to think he wasn’t beautiful was heartbreaking to you. “Your skin is beautiful Harry,” you whispered very softly. “Just like every other part of your being is beautiful,” you told him. His hair was pulled back in a bun and you grabbed the bottle of face mask. “But I know how difficult it is to feel beautiful,” you said knowingly as you pulled your own hair back and then spread the green goop on his cheeks very gently. He closed his eyes as you lightly spread the mask across his skin. “So if this will help you feel better, then we’ll do it,” you said softly and then spread it across your own cheeks and the rest of your face. Harry couldn’t believe how sweet you were. You were gentle and lovely and always made him feel better.
“Is this why you wear make up?” He asked quietly while he watched you carefully spread the goop across your face. “Because it helps a little–makes you feel better about yourself?” He wondered.
You finished masking your face and then smiled softly at Harry with a press of your lips to his carefully so neither of your would eat the face mask. “Yes,” you nodded shyly.
He smirked softly and looked at your hands after you washed the mask off your fingers. He kissed your knuckles. “Then I guess, I’ll stop stealing your makeup,” he whispered gently. “Even though you really don’t need it.”
You snickered. “Thank you.”
He bit his lip and talked to you for a bit about your day and then you took the wash cloth off and slowly massaged his face of the mask. “There’s my sweet Har-bear,” you cooed. He chuckled and looked at his face in the mirror. It was a bit red from the rubbing, but it was softer and felt smoother.
“Thanks kitten,” he whispered and took the cloth from you and returned the favor of wiping your mask off. “You look gorgeous as always,” he said softly and pressed your lips on his. He sighed pressing his lips to your forehead.
“You’re beautiful,” you told him. “Just…” you sighed. “Is this what I sound like all the time? Insecure…even though I’m beautiful.”
“Did you just call yourself beautiful?” Harry said brightly.
“No,” you shook your head simply.
He pursed his lips. “Yeah…I guess.”
You frowned. “I’m sorry…”
“It’s just…it’s ridiculous, I guess,” you said. “Because, you’re literally the most beautiful human being on the planet,” you told him softly and ran your hands up and down his arms before his hands caught yours. You brought his hands up to your lips and kissed his knuckles gently. “And it sucks that some people don’t see that,” you whispered. “You’re literally perfect, Har-bear,” you said softly.
He bit his lip and cupped your face. “You’re the sweetest angel, my sweet kitten,” he said. “And you’re just as beautiful and I adore you so much, precious,” he cooed and pressed his lips to yours. “My sweet, lovely girl,” he murmured on your mouth.
You blushed and looked at the floor. “Do you want to put dinner on hold and just…take a bath or something?” you asked curiously.
He smiled excitedly. “An evening of pampering, I think we deserve it,” he said as he headed out to the kitchen to cover the food and turn the stove off. He returned to the bathroom to have you jump in his arms with just your underwear on. You nuzzled your face into his neck as he held you. “What, babe?” He laughed as he held you up and rubbed your back gently. He was so in love with you–how sweet you were. He adored you. You said all the right things and made him feel special when he didn’t feel that way.
“Nothing, just love you,” you shrugged and sighed against him and then rested your forehead on his. You gasped. “Harry, your forehead is so smooth and soft!” You said with a grin.
He chuckled against your lips and walked you over to the tub and dropped you in–bra and panties in all… He made a mess, the water spilling out the sides of the tub. He knelt down outside the tub as you glared at him playfully. “Thanks, kitten,” he whispered. “My beautiful, sweet, wonderful girlfriend put this weird smelling mask on my face and told me it would make my face soft,” he whispered.
“You should keep her–she sounds like a winner,” you said knowingly.
He snickered and pulled your chin toward him so he could kiss you gently. “Trust me,” he hummed. “I’m keeping her for a very long time,” he said knowingly and then pulled his boxers off and dunked into the water with you.