Harry Styles Imagines

Exercise or Teasing?

You weren't sure what Harry's intentions were as he strutted through the dressing room in Santa Clara in only white shorts, with the waistband of his black boxers peeking out, and a green Packers hat keeping his hair out of his face. You also didn't fail to notice the smirks and winks he was sending your way, but you were currently feeding a 2 year old Mason some cut up bananas while 5 year old Emilia ate her apple.

You sent Harry a look as if to say 'what are you doing', as to which he chuckled and sent you another wink. You sighed, and fed the last piece of banana to Mason, before putting him onto his little chubby legs on the ground. "Daddy!" He squealed running to Harry's legs making you smile as Harry lifted him up.

"Hey, buddy. Are you causing trouble?" Harry smiled, laughing slightly as Mason nodded, a cheesy smile on his chubby face.

"Tubble, Daddy. I cause lotsa tubble," Mason said excitedly making Harry laugh. "Where you go, Daddy?"

Harry poked his small belly through his t-shirt, smiling as Mason let out a hearty giggle. "I'm going to go a run outside with Max. Why don't you, Emilia and Mummy go play outside too?" Mason nodded excitedly. Harry still didn't put him down on the ground, instead he waited for Emilia to finish her apple, and you to stand up to make your way outside. Thankfully you had dressed in some workout gear and wore runners so you could easily play with your kids while your husband ran around the gated area outside of the stadium. "Max, come on boy," Harry instructed the family dog who was by his side in a couple of seconds. When you got outside, you heard the screams of the fans by the gate, no doubt losing it because Harry had no shirt on...

"Ok, I'm going to run now. I'll come play with you guys once I'm done," Harry smiled, handing Mason to you, and pressing a quick peck to your lips before running of, whistling at Max, a water bottle in his hands.

You set Mason down on his little chubby legs, letting him run free as he ran after Harry making you laugh. "Mase, babe, stay over here please," you shouted after him and he done a 180 degree turn making a beeline back to you. "Are you ok, sweet pea?" You asked Emilia and she nodded. You took a seat on the ground to be at her level.

"I'm good, Mumma. Just a little tired," you nodded opening your arms for her to give you a cuddle. She settled herself on your left thigh, setting her head on your shoulder. You pressed a kiss to her head and smiled as Mason collided with your right side. You placed an arm around him, as he pressed an open mouth kiss to your right cheek.

"Ugh Mase! Your drooling all over me," you joked making your kids laughs echo throughout the California air.

"Sorry Mumma. I just love you soooo much," he chuckled, throwing his arms around your neck. You looked up and looked to Harry who was taking a drink out of his water bottle, looked absolutely breathtaking, sweat droplets rolling down his back, making you feel a little tingly. He noticed you staring and smirked once again at you, sending you a wink as he reached down to pet Max before starting to run again.

Harry's baby fever had been flaring up lately, and now it all clicked. He was trying to tease you. He never exercised with his shirt off at the stadiums, especially when pictures of him were 100% expected. It was just something he never seemed to do...

15 minutes later, Harry was finished running and he walked over to you, seeing as the two kids were off playing hide and seek.

"Mmm, you look great," he smirked down at you before dropping to sit on the ground beside you.

"You look great too. Especially sweating, looking hot and bothered," you smiled, running a hand down his chest, your fingertips dragging through the little trail of hair that disappeared into the band of his boxers.

"Fuck, stop please. Unless you want me to get you naked right here," he muttered before shifting, trying to reposition himself in his shorts so his semi wasn't on show to the fans who hadn't took their eyes off of you.

"So romantic. Now I remember why I married you," you joked and he laughed sarcastically.

"Mumma! Daddy!" Mason shouted as his little legs carried him to you both at record breaking speed.

"Slow down, Bud. You're going to take off if you go any faster," Harry joked with his son and you smiled, admiring how much they loved each other.

"Daddy? Meels said dat I was to find her but I can't. Can you help? You too, Mumma?" You nodded and stood up, partaking in the game of hide and seek. You noticed Max's tail wagging over behind some black boxes that the music equipment was carried in, and you knew she'd be over there.

You walked over to Mason who was toddling beside Harry, holding onto his father's hand as they both looked around the stadium grounds. "Baby, look over there," you said to Mason, pointing in the direction of where you knew she was. He let go of his father's hand and took off over to the black boxes.

"Mumma! Daddy! I found her! I found her!" Mason jumped up and down excitedly. Harry put his arms around your shoulders pulling you into him, both of you laughing at your son and daughter who were smiling at each other. You wrapped your arms around your husbands waist and smiled up at him.

"We did a good job at raising them, didn't we?" Harry said, still admiring his two kids who were now hugging each other.

"We did. And I couldn't have done it without you, Mister. So thank you for everything," you said, kissing his chest lightly.

"Mmm, let's have another baby. I miss newborn cuddles," you chuckled at his words, nodding against his chest.

"That's a good idea, Mister. I love you."

"I love you too, Missus. I can't wait to have more kids with you."