Cleanse
summary: after a week of award shows, you help Harry get back into the swing of things
a/n: THANK UUU for the love on the Brits fic 🤭🫶
It was Monday, and you’d made a promise to yourself you’d actually get up today and get out to the yoga classes you signed up for ages ago. Harry was always getting up and out to pilates, running and HIIT workouts and you were inspired to do the same.
Most of the time, when you were actually feeling up to it, you just followed along with Harry to wherever he was going, making it easier to go to a super busy class.
Strangely though, this morning, he wasn’t up when you were. By 8am, he was usually already back and making coffee in the kitchen. Today, he was slumped on his stomach dead asleep, still in bed.
You gently padded over to the edge of the bed, moving a tiny piece of his hair out of his face to see his eyes.
“H?” you whispered, “you okay?”
He hummed in response, the tip of his nose twitching slightly.
He let out a large breath before turning over onto his back.
“m’exausted” he breathed, turning over to you. His eyes scanned over you, “Oh, y’look nice, baby. Going out?”
He shifted slightly to check the time on the bedside.
“About to go to yoga, yeah. Why don’t you come? Just to relax”
“I think if I try and move out of here right now i’ll just get more tired n’i’ll just fall back asleep”
“Mm I know, you had a long week,” you hummed, brushing his hair back again, “might make you feel better? I’ll even get your clothes for you if you want”
He breathed out softly, looking at you again.
“Y’not gonna go unless I do, are ya?” he said, eyes half closed and small languid smile forming on his face.
“We can get brunch after!”
“Alright, alright, m’up!” He said, getting up loosely from the bed.
You helped him straighten out. His eyes were heavier than usual, but you knew once you were out of the house you’d both be up and going just as normal.
“Y’know m’just going to stare at you the entire time,” he said, going to get dressed, “if I can stay awake”
“You will, H. Then after we can get food and then come home and sleep for the rest of the day, promise.”
He came back in the room in a navy blue set, his green tote bag slung over his shoulder.
“Like the sound of that,” he hummed, kissing the top of your head, “i’ll drive?”
“Will you keep your eyes open?” you laughed, hands around his waist.
“M’not that tired!” he protested, grabbing his keys out his pockets, “c’mon, i’ll prove it.”
You leaned into his side and left for the class, proud of your success in finally getting him out of bed.
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can we all just take a moment to recognize and appreciate the beauty of the rawness and vulnerability and gentleness and warmth and heartbreak that was hs1??? that album and era was so deep and so harry and i miss it dearly
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