Hideaway [h.s]

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But why does this kinda look like Harry lmao^ sexual content ahead!!

He reached his hand into the shower and turned it on, making the water shoot out and hit the ground of the white bathtub.

He turned his tall body back to me, standing dangerously close. Apart of me was nervous for some reason, I always turned Harry down when he suggested we take a shower together because the thought of him seeing me standing completely naked freaked me out.

Even if he's already seen me naked.

He looks down at me with a light smile on his rosy cheeks, taking the bottom of my damp red shirt and lifting it over my head and off my body. He then takes his shirt and throws it off his own body to reveal his sharp muscled figure that was sorrowfully covered in bruises. He looked so beaten from the waist up. But between the bruises on his torso and the massive red scar over his heart, he was still the most beautiful man I ever saw.

I lean forward and kiss the vertical scar on his chest lightly, making his hands sit in my hips and run his thumbs in circles on my cold skin. While doing this, my fingers start to toy with his leather belt, undoing it and eventually unzipping his black jeans. He grabs the waist and pulls them down for me so they fall to his feet.

I pull back and look up at him with a small smile. He looks at me with his lip ring between his teeth and his dimple lightly surfacing his skin. 

He tucks his fingers in the waist of my leggings, pulling the tight material down while he drops to a crouching position. He makes me step out of the black tights before standing back up, the smile on his face is bright and it's something I've missed so much.

Right as he goes to take off my underwear, I grab his hands to stop him.

"Harry wait.." I mumble, making him freeze.

He arches his brow at me while resting his big hands on my hips, looking a bit confused.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"I uhm.. it's just that.." I cant find the right words to speak in order for this to make sense.

"Are you embarrassed to be naked in front of me?" He takes the words out of my mouth.

I take a moment to stare in his eyes blankly, but then slowly nod. The knot in my stomach tenses as I look up at the boy I love more then anything.

"Baby, we have had sex before right? Or did I dream that?" He says cheekily in order to make a point.

I smile lightly and nod, "Yes we have, but this a different." I whisper.

"Okay so I have seen your beautiful naked body, I have done things to your beautiful naked body- so why is standing in a shower with me bother you?" He asks while meeting his hands at my lower back, interlocking his fingers together.

My cheeks burn lightly from his comment, making the lump in my throat only grow.

"It's just different. That's the heat of the moment sorta thing.. and this is just reality." I try to explain my own dilemma but deep down I know it doesn't make sense. It is different though. When's he's seen me completely naked- it usually been in the comfort of his dimly lit bedroom. One time was in his office which was also dimly lit but I still had my bra on. This is a full lit up shower- I'm just extremely body shy, even if he has only said nothing but nice things to me.

"How about we take it one step at a time, yeah?" He says before opening the curtain and stepping into the shower in his tight black briefs still on him.