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harry styles x another man lockscreens

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Harry Styles Lockscreens

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Birthday Boy’s details🔥🔥

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so yesterday i got my first tattoo and everything was fine when he was doing the line work and then we took a break to go smoke and then we came back and did shading and it hurt like a BITCH but he told me to go to my happy place and then HARRY JUST POPPED IN MY HEAD AND WHAT IF HARRY WAS A TATTOO ARTIST???? You'd be whining but he is so focused on the art before him and just mumbling, "Just a little bit left, hold on for me? yeah? you think you could do that?" IM SEETHING

OMG OMG OMG :-(( 1.) CONGRATS ON UR FIRST TAT BBY I HOPE U LIKE IT V MUCH AND UR HAPPY ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ 2.)

Just imagine him leaning next to you as you get it on your upper arm, his warm breathing tickling your ear as the hum of the machine is the only sound in the quiet room.

Youโ€™re wriggling and whimpering at the pain, trying your best to remain still but it hurts and irritates and you just want it over with.

Harry comforts you, eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration with his lips tilted down slightly, looking incredibly intense, but his voice comes out soft and soothing. โ€œYouโ€™re alright, pet. Jusโ€™ a little longer and then weโ€™ll be finished. Youโ€™re doing amazing, yeah? Strong girl, y'are.โ€

You grit your teeth, nodding slowly and squeezing your eyes shut for a second. You turn your neck to face him, trying your best to distract yourself by looking at the posters behind him and all around the room, focusing on details in order to shove the pain from your mind.

You end up zeroing back in on Harry, gaze gluing on his pretty lips that are set in a determined pout. Your eyes hop around his different features, using them as an anchor to the pain.

His bright, rainforest green eyes that shimmer with specks of gold and bronze, full of professionalism and confidence as the image of the tattoo needle reflects across their glossy surface. His nose, which is long and slightly pointed, but buttons at the tip adorably. His fine cheekbones and strong jaw, which is set taunt in centralization as he focuses on nothing else but your skin and the pen.

What you say next slips out suddenly in a lapse of pain-induced weakness, your voice coming out shaky and meek. โ€œYouโ€™re really pretty, Harry.โ€

You immediately regret it, eyes screwing tight as you feel your cheeks simmer with embarrassment. If you werenโ€™t in such a movement-sensitive position at the moment, youโ€™d shove your fist in your mouth.

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