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Can you write a Harry winks blurb where you go to see him whilst he’s training and they’re having a break in the canteen so you’re sitting with him then the rest of the Tottenham boys come in and tease Harry because of how cute he is with you ❤️
and it’s partly because he’s wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you closer and nuzzling into your neck and partly because he’s holding food out on his fork for you to eat, leaning in close you and whispering into your ear but you bet when dele and Eric walk in they’re not having it when Harry Kane whispers ‘leave ‘em alone you two’. Of course they’re shouting down the table, ‘she can eat by herself you know, winksy, she’s a big girl’ and ‘god how are you even managing to get her any closer’ and Harry’s cheeks are going red and his face is going in your neck and the teasing remarks continue and you don’t even mind, laughing along to a few of the really good ones because all they’ve done is made Harry act even cuter.
do one with winks. he gets drunk and he acts like childish, his girlfriend tries to make him to change his clothes and tuck him in bed but it's not that easy haha. I need more winksy in my life
You’re picking him up from a club and driving him home and god if that wasn’t difficult enough with him constantly touching you, trying to curl up on you as you navigated the streets, but getting him out of his clothes for bed was a whole other level. He’d giggle and pull on your shirt as you tried to undo the buttons of his shirt, he’d refuse to sit still as you tried to untie his shoes and he’d make flirty comments followed by ‘I have a girlfriend’ as you tried to undo his belt. And when you finally got him undressed for bed he’s pulling you in with him ‘come lie with me’ in a singsong voice surrounding you.
Hey can you write fight imagine with Harry Winks. Summary: He accidentally ruins girlfriend's Louboutin heels (for which she worked hard and saved her money). And him coldly saying to her ''So what now, I'll buy you new ones.''. When he said that it took her by surprise because he is humble and usually he doesn't act like rich snob like most of footballers do. In the end they make up. You can change some things if you want in imagine.
You don’t even know how he managed it but he did, a heel off your favourite - very expensive - pair of shoes and it hurts because you saved for them, you bought them with your own hard earned money and it’s not like you have a lot to throw away. So when you complained at Harry about how he ‘should’ve been more careful - how did you even manage this?!’, the last thing you expected was a throwaway ‘So what, I’ll buy you new ones’. Because Harry wasn’t like that. Harry was down to earth, and humble - rarely showing off his wealth in anyway. Sure you knew he had it but he was rarely so flippant about it, knowing you earned less, knowing things you saved up for meant something to you because of it, in a different way to what they’d mean to him. And that’s how you ended up in a big argument. You screaming at him - ‘oh yeah because you have all the money in the fucking world’ - him screaming at you - ‘right sorry I was just trying to fix it didn’t think you’d get so sensitive about it’ - and you walking out. After a couple hours - enough time for both of you to calm down - you return, apologies in hand, explaining how it just meant a lot to you and he’s saying he knows and he’s sorry he was so flippant with it, and you couldn’t resist those puppy dog eyes so you let him pull you in for a hug - ‘When you buy a new pair, babe, I’ll take you out someplace nice’ mumbled into your hair.
Fluffy Winks! Maybe something where his girl is stressed because of job and overworking herself. Then it's finally friday and weekend. And he makes sure she gets a rest; maybe some cuddling, bath or something.
Ugh I love him he’s like a puppy x
And you’d wander into his house, collapse on the sofa, hearing him pattering about upstairs but you’re too tired to go see what he’s doing, too stressed to even think about him and you’re thinking about work, pulling out your laptop and finishing things off - despite it being Friday. And he’s coming downstairs with a cheery ‘hi’, closing your laptop and talking you by the hand, ignoring your protests of having to finish your work. And he’s shushing you with ‘you can’t do good work if you’re stressed, like I can’t play good football when I’m stressed’ and he’s pulling you into the bathroom, a bubble bath inside and lit with candles. Then he starts undressing you, and you climb in, with Harry sat on the floor by the side, kissing you occasionally, listening, letting you get it all out and hugging your top half lightly - ‘I don’t want to get too wet’ he’d laugh. And you’d think about all the work you have to do for a split second second, but one look into his puppy dog eyes and it all melts away, the only thought now: ‘babe, are you not getting a dead leg?’. And of course he is. For you.