morning

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a typical morning with lou


the bright sunlight poured into the landscape-style windows of louis' and my's shared bedroom. a slight rumble of the sheets pulled me into consciousness.  

louis was laying on his stomach with his face turned on his pillow so he wouldn't suffocate. (WE WOULDNT WANT THAT) his messy hair was splayed across his forehead with a few strands toppling his browbone.  his arm was thrown around my waist loosely.  

my stomach growled and i knew it was time to wake up and make breakfast.  as i was standing up, louis' strong, toned arm pulled me back and i fell on the plush mattress with a small "oof"

"good lord y/n, it's too early to get outta bed."

"babe it's almost 11."

"my point exactly."

regardless of what louis said, it WAS time for breakfast.  i fumbled with the soft sheets and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth before making breakfast.

louis loved french toast with a burning passion so that's what i was making.  i reached to the top of the fridge for the eggs and milk.  15 minutes later the flat smelled like cinnamon and sugar.  

an angry louis emerged from the hallway and into the kitchen.  i felt two arms wrap around my waist and he put his head in the crook of my neck.  he smelled like cologne and mint.  

"why'd you leave me??" he asked.

"because it was breakfast time," i replied.

"why'd you get up lou? i thought you were tired?"

"i got cold without you" he frowned

"but look!" i said. "i made french toast!"

"your-"

"my-"

"favorite," we said at the same time. i got the can of whipped cream and put some on louis' nose.

"HEY!" he protested.

"awe you're so cute, love."

"really?" he smiled sheepishly.

"no."

"oh-, y/n i hope you're joking" he sais as his beautiful smile faded away.

"of course love, you look like a greek god hand-sculpted by the finest artisans and sprinkled into a sea of humans," i said honestly. 

"oh stop darling."

"let's eat, i'm starving"

"alright angel."

a/n: mmmm HEY! anyways if you don't like whipped cream on your french toast leave. IM JK BUT ITS BETTER THAN TREE PISS- idc what anyone else thinks, maple syrup is gross.

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