it's been 2 months since Zayn was back home.

Literal nightmare.

Why? Cause Harry wouldn't let him do anything on his own, he was always there watching him, helping him to get up, to move, to turn the motherfucking TV on.

At this point, it was getting annoying for Zayn. when he got discharged from the hospital, the doctor advised him not to move much and use a wheelchair as much as possible, for a couple of weeks max, he told them that Zayn has to decide when he wants to move, they can't push him to it.

The thing was, 2 weeks ago Zayn felt like he could do everything by himself, he wouldn't feel dizzy or any pain in his chest. He told Harry, and all he got was a nod.

Harry was too paranoid to leave Zayn alone, he would make sure he is completely comfortable when he would tuck him in bed, he would take him everywhere with the wheelchair. He knew Zayn didn't like to be dependent on Harry, but the fear of Zayn losing his balance and falling, or getting chest pains wouldn't leave Harry alone even though the doctor told him he is being too protective.

To his defense, he tried to give him his privacy as much as his fears would let him.

Like to use the bathroom.

That's good enough? Right?

Yeah not really.

And man, that's not even the worst part about the whole situation. The worst part? Zayn asked the doctor about having sexual activities last week and he told him as long as he feels ok he can do whatever he wants, he was healed perfectly fine.

But to Harry it was too soon, he would turn Zayn down every time he would even try to get to the mood, some brief kisses were ok for him, but the second Zayn would start touching him to take it to another level, he would back out, getting himself busy with something else.

Zayn simply had enough, so today when Harry gave him his breakfast in bed, he was planning to get what he wants, Harry could participate or he could just watch.

"you done babe?" Harry asked when he came back into the room to check if Zayn was done with his food.

Zayn nodded, shower was next. The 'routine' it was getting so boring.

Today, Zayn decided not to argue with Harry when he helped him in his wheelchair again, he just accepted Harry's gesture and waited for him to undress him, "bath or shower?" Harry asked him as he took his shirt off.

"shower," Zayn replied, the tub would give Harry too much power over what Zayn did.

Harry nodded and continued to undress him, he got undressed too, he only left his boxers on, then, he made sure the water was warm enough, he gently played with Zayn's hair and started washing his head.

Don't think Zayn didn't enjoy this, no, he did, he loved it, all the attention he got was awesome, but the thing was he didn't want to feel like he was unable to do anything, and even though Harry's intentions were pure, it still sometimes felt too much for Zayn. He wanted to show Harry he was ok, he didn't need anyone to take care of him anymore.

"tilt your head back love, close your eyes." Harry pushed Zayn's head back a little to wash the shampoo off, he smiled, "your hair is getting really long,"

Zayn opened his eyes, "yeah? let's cut them then," he smirked.

Harry stopped washing his hair, "no," he frowned, he loved Zayn's hair too much to just cut them, Zayn laughed, "alright, jeez, don't frown like that."

They had occasional small talks till Harry was done with washing Zayn's hair, he turned around to take the body wash for Zayn, when he turned around though he saw Zayn standing too close to him, "Zayn! What are you doing? You might slip-" Zayn didn't let him finish, he pushed him against the wall, buried his face in Harry's neck, he could push Zayn off, easily, but he didn't want to risk anything, "shut up Harry." Zayn took a small bite of his neck, "damn I've missed this," he took another bite from his jaw, Harry was frozen, it was the first time Zayn had him pinned to the wall, he wanted to enjoy this, but the thing is the voice in his head was screaming at him to push Zayn off, to get dressed, but when Zayn kissed his lips, everything went quiet for a couple of seconds.

It was like a slow motion movies, Harry had his fingers buried in Zayn's hair, bringing him closer for a second, and the other, he was detaching himself from him.

He was frozen for a moment, "Zayn- we can't- it's too soon-" Harry didn't have time to finish reasoning, Zayn already had the water running over his body, he wanted to be done with the whole shower thing, "I'm ready, if you aren't it's ok, I'll do something about it."

Harry didn't know what to do, help Zayn to wash himself or just leave? Or just stand there and keep an eye on him? It was so awkward, standing in the shower and just stare at Zayn's moves. So he decided to leave Zayn, to give him some privacy, he knew he was being overprotective, he could take a shower in the guest bedroom. Zayn just watched him leave, for a brief moment it hurt him, he thought Harry would join him, but then again he knew Harry was scared, so he didn't think much about it, he took his sweet time in the shower, he used one of the fruity skin scrubs Harry had, shaved his privates, it felt fresh, not just clean.

Zayn just came out of the shower when Harry was getting dressed, he took a quick shower to be available in case Zayn needed help, Zayn made sure to show as much skin as possible, he was well aware of Harry's eyes on his body. He started drying his hair with another towel, ignoring Harry altogether.

"are you ok?" Harry asked, his voice was really filled with worry.

Zayn just rolled his eyes, shaking his head, he just picked Harry's laptop and laid on the bed with only a towel covering his privates.

Harry watched as Zayn logged in and went straight to the browser, "what are you doing?" he frowned again.

He didn't get an answer, just another eye roll, Harry just shrugged, kept on getting dressed, he was about to leave Zayn be when he heard something he didn't expect. at all.

"are you watching porn?!" he stood at the end of the bed, where Zayn had the laptop on his thighs, a pillow behind him, he looked comfortable.

"told you, it's ok if you are not ready, I am, and I need it, so if you don't mind I would appreciate it if you kept quiet." Then he played the video again, didn't even bother to wear headphones. Yes, he didn't ask him to leave, simply because it was nice to know Harry was watching him.

"you can't do this," Harry mumbled, he was blushing, he wanted to have sex, of course he wanted to, but he was scared of hurting Zayn, he knew he couldn't enjoy it with that much worry in him.

"watch me." Zayn smirked, turning the volume a bit louder, he pulled himself up a little so he could reach the nightstand and got the lube out, and then he got rid of the towel.

Harry couldn't move, he watched Zayn touch himself, closing his eyes and enjoying his time way too much. Zayn knew everything about Harry's weaknesses, especially when it came to sexual activities, he knew Harry was so sensitive to hearing him moan, he knew what his long needy breaths would do to Harry, so he made sure to add all of them in a little show he was giving Harry.

After some time of watching Zayn, Harry knew he had enough, he went back to the bathroom, sat on the edge of the tub, and even though the door was closed he could still hear Zayn's moans. He started shaking his legs, his hands were cold, he was needy too, maybe even more than Zayn, he wanted to have Zayn so bad, but his fears wouldn't let him.

He could still have sex, he just had to change some stuff.

Zayn stopped the video when he heard the water running in the bathroom again, he frowned, he didn't expect Harry to take a cold shower when he was exposed like this, but he still kept on jerking himself off till Harry comes out, he couldn't stay under freezing cold water for too long.

So Zayn slowed down, he decided he could edge himself and just cum when he was sure Harry could see.

After what felt like forever Harry came out, with a towel low on his hips, Zayn was ready to jerk himself faster, to cum already, but Harry took the laptop from him, "Hey! Give that back!" now Zayn was frustrated, he was really on edge, his whole body was screaming for a release.

"no, listen to me," Harry closed the laptop and tossed it on the table, he walked back to the bed, where Zayn ignored Harry and was jerking himself off, he just wanted to cum!

No such luck though, Harry pushed his hand off, "I said listen to me," he went on top of Zayn, taking his face in his hands, "you are right, I'm not ready, but if you are then-"

"Harry seriously! I was so close-"

"you top." Harry finished his words, ignoring Zayn's pleas.

That shut Zayn up perfectly, he stared at Harry to see if he is being serious or he is just joking, he couldn't help but to ask, "why?" like, come on, Harry was literally a virgin when it came to being a bottom, why he wanted to just change roles all of the sudden?

Harry huffed, he didn't want to sound weak, or scared, but he knew it was the moment of weakness and he didn't want to feel bad about it, he knew it was ok to feel weak every once in a while.

"look, I'm scared of hurting you-" he took a deep breath, Zayn was staring at him, still trying to make sure Harry wasn't shitting him, "I- I want you to control how fast or slow you wanna go, I want you to do what you are comfortable with,"

It wasn't something that Zayn would say no to, so instead of saying anything, he just took a fist full of Harry's hair in his hand and brought him close so he could kiss him.

For the first time in his life, Harry willingly gave someone all the control over himself, he didn't resist when Zayn tried to switch positions to be on top, he let him pin him down, he could easily push Zayn off, to top him, but he wanted Zayn to have all the control, at least he knew he was safe and he would stop if he needed to.

And this was great, why? Cause Zayn was a bottom and he knew exactly what to do to make Harry lose his mind, he didn't need to cuff Harry or anything, Harry was willing to obey, he wouldn't move until Zayn wanted him to.

It was so hard to stop kissing Harry though, it was so long since they had a moment like this, but Zayn made himself to move on, from his lips to his jaw, to his neck, he pinched Harry's nipples to see his reaction, Harry let out a small moan, "hmmm, sensitive," Zayn smirked, taking the other nipple between his teeth, watching Harry blush deeply, eyes closed.

Zayn knew Harry wasn't the one to make too many noises, he would only bite his lips to stop himself from moaning too loud when Zayn was making love bites on his stomach.

"I- washed my- um, I washed it in the shower again- I'm clean," Harry rambled to himself mostly, Zayn just smiled at how nervous he was.

It was no secret that Harry was scared of being a bottom, he didn't know if he would like it or not, so far it wasn't bad, he enjoyed it, but when he saw Zayn lubing his finger, suddenly he felt like his heart was beating in his mouth.

Zayn could hear his breathing getting shorter and faster, so he kissed his thigh, "relax, I won't hurt you,"

All he got as an answer was a nod, Harry was getting himself prepared for a lot of pain, but Zayn knew he couldn't just start fingering him, he needed a distraction, so he took Harry's cock in his mouth, slowly sinking down to take more of him in his mouth, it was so hard for Harry to stop himself from taking Zayn's hair in his fist and make him move like he wanted to, he took the mattress in his fists instead, trying to keep himself from moving.

Harry was so focused on Zayn's warm mouth that he didn't notice Zayn getting his finger lubed again to prepare him, and when he felt the cold lube on his entrance he tensed up, closing himself subconsciously, "calm down," Zayn came back up, "it's ok," he kissed Harry's thigh, "take a deep breath," Harry did, he closed his eyes as he felt Zayn's finger sliding in him.

His breath hitched, it was so weird, it wasn't bad, it didn't hurt, so he tried to relax his muscles to let Zayn move his finger.

The kisses on Harry's body never stopped, his thighs, his stomach, his chest, Zayn was trying to have Harry focused on something other than the fact that he was gonna add another finger in him, and it almost worked till he hit his sweet spot.

Harry jerked up, "fuck," he breathed out, it was his first time getting a prostate massage and it was way better than he thought. Zayn kept on stabbing the same spot, watching Harry lose his mind.

"add another," Harry moaned, Zayn hesitated for a second, he didn't want to hurt him, but he added a little more lube and gave Harry what he asked for. And that's when the magic happened, Harry started riding his fingers, "look at you, I think you are ready now."

Zayn pulled his fingers out too soon for Harry's liking, he made a little noise, not too loud, just to give them the sign that he has to hurry up.

Zayn put on a condom and generous amount of lube, Harry was laying on his back, looking at Zayn, admiring him, "you look so hot," Harry mumbled, almost to himself, Zayn heard him though, he gave him a smirk and bent down to kiss Harry again.

Harry told him he was in charge so he didn't ask him which position he would prefer, so as he was kissing him, he found Harry's hole with his finger and entered him slowly.

Harry's mouth was agape, he didn't expect Zayn to enter him before giving him a heads up, that state he was in gave Zayn the advantage to dominate his mouth like he always wanted to.

It was so hard not to move when he was fully in Harry, it was his first time getting Harry in such a state, it was so beautiful, watching the one you love enjoy themselves so much because of you.

All he could do was bury his face in Harry's neck till Harry had enough, "move," he breathed out, giving Zayn the permission, he was ready.

Zayn start moving slowly, taking his time to make sure Harry is used to having him in, he watched Harry lose his breath on the feeling, his whole face was red, sweat was running down his forehead, which made his hair curl on his face, "you look so beautiful, fuck," Zayn moaned, going a little faster, he knew as the top he has to wait for Harry.

At least that's what Harry always did for him, he would always make sure Zayn would cum first.

The thing that was making Zayn a little mad was Harry stopping himself from touching Zayn altogether, he was not made of china, "pull my hair," Zayn ordered Harry. He knew it felt so good to pull your top close when they are in you, and Harry was restricting himself too far.

Harry didn't listen though, Zayn went faster, Harry arched his back, fisting the mattress, "do it, Harry,"

It was too much, Harry finally gave up, he pulled Zayn closer from his hair for a kiss, the closeness made everything so much better, "fuck Zayn, faster!" Harry cried out between the kisses. His eyes rolled back when Zayn went even faster, stabbing his spot dead on.

Zayn knew Harry would probably need some help to orgasm since it was his first time bottoming, so he took Harry's cock in his hand and gave him a hand job as fast as he was fucking him, "I- I'm gonna come-" his voice caught up in his throat, "fuck!" his body shook as he came on his stomach, he felt completely numb for a couple of second, his eyes were rolled back, it was too much better than he imagined.

"so beautiful," Zayn moaned, buried his face in Harry's neck as he went faster, chasing for his orgasm.

Harry clenched his hole, pulling Zayn's hair to get him to face him for another kiss, Zayn moaned, it was too much, he was on edge for so long, "cum baby," Harry moaned, it was getting a little painful for him.

A couple of seconds later Zayn came with a loud, shaky moan of Harry's name. he fell on Harry's chest, there was no energy left to move at this point.

"it was so good," Zayn mumbled as Harry moved him so he can get a towel to clean them. Usually, the top does this stuff, but Zayn was too tired to move.

"are you ok?" Harry asked when he laid next to Zayn again.

"I'm awesome!" Zayn smiled, he was about to put his head on Harry's chest to sleep when Harry told him he had to get up and make lunch soon.

"just order a pizza," Zayn mumbled, he just wanted Harry near him.

"but that's not healthy-"

Zayn frowned, not this argument again, "Harry seriously, I'm fine, let's enjoy tonight with some pizza and a movie? A movie night, yeah? Please?" Zayn gave him his biggest, most innocent Bambie eyes.

Harry couldn't say no anymore, "fine!" he huffed.

The kiss Zayn gave him though, was what made Harry forget he was mad, "I love you." Zayn finally said before he closed his eyes to sleep on Harry's chest.

"I love you too." Harry smiled, kissing Zayn's head.

This was probably the best sleep they both had, peace and love, they finally had it all.

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Hello my cuties!
How is everyone?

Yeah you read that right, it was a bottom Harry smut.
Yep I never thought I'd do that either.

Never say never i guess?

Sorry for the late update and for the too long chapter, sorry if it feels rushed. But personally I kinda liked this one, it was different from stuff that I usually write. Hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

And thank you Laovra for the edit, it was so pretty that I had it in my head all the time that I was writing this!

Thanks guys for reading, voting and commenting! Thanks for your supports through this book.

We are so close to the ending. Ugh.

Anygay! Have a great day/night! Love you all!