But daddy, I love him.

10. Always You. Part 1

"If it costs your peace of mind, you overpaid." -Rigel J. Dawson.

Chapter 10. Always You. Part 1. (Trigger warning for assault.)

Saturday. Gameday.

Louis wakes up at 8 am and Harry is still sleeping. Louis runs his fingers up his chest and down again. Harry smiles and apparently he seems to be a little ticklish.

Louis tickles him a bit more and it turns out, he's very ticklish.

Harry laughs and tries to push his hand off. "Stop, Louis! I'm wounded!"

"Alright, I'll stop if you give me a kiss." Louis demands in a silly voice.

Harry leans over and kisses him. How can someone be so perfect in the morning? Louis climbs out of bed and looks out the window.

He sighs. "Ugh, it's raining." Harry comes and embraces him from behind.

"I like rainy days." He whispers into Louis' ear. "You can just stay at home and do fun stuff in bed." The hair on Louis' neck rises with Harry's breath brushes against it.

"That would be amazing, but-" he turns around to face Harry. "-I have a football game today, remember?" Harry sighs and lays his forehead against Louis' shoulder.

He glances up again and frowns. "It's just been so long since you fucked me, that's all. I miss you... Inside of m-" Louis puts his index finger on his lips to shush him. Louis's sister, Lottie, stands at his bedroom door. Harry swiftly turns around to see who Louis is looking at.

She blushes and clears her throat. "Uhm, hi. I didn't know you had company, Louis."

Louis steps aside Harry to grab a t-shirt and shorts. Then he embraces his sister in a big hug. "Hey. I have missed you. This is Harry, my... Boyfriend. And Harry, this is my little sister Lottie."

Harry reaches his hand out. "Nice to meet you."

"Actually, I'm more of a hugger." Lottie pulls him in a hug and Louis lets out a laugh.

Jay peeks her head into the room. "Good morning. At what time does the game start, Louis?" She asks with two slices of bread in her right hand.

"At ten. Is that our breakfast?" Louis leers, she smiles and makes a silly face.

Jay glances at Harry. "Actually, I thought that maybe Harry could make some of his delicious pancakes again?" Harry looks proud that she remembered them.

"Of course!" He blurts out and bounces out to the kitchen. Louis' smile goes from ear to ear. They are alone in the kitchen and Louis hugs Harry from the side.

Louis' eyes are all starry as he admires Harry's wild little locks of hair, that dangle in front of his face. "You do know how much I love you, right?" Harry gives him a small kiss.

"I do and you know how you told me that the meaning of my name was fitting, because I feel like home?" Louis nods. "You feel like home too." Louis brushes the hair from his forehead.

"That means a lot." Louis beams at Harry's adorable, puffy morning face.

"Do you know what I want you to do now?" Harry plants a kiss on Louis lips.

"No..." Louis leers.

"I want you to..." He leans down once again and whispers into his ear. "Get out of the kitchen, so I can make my delicious pancakes for you, your mom and your sister."

His pancakes are just as good as the last time. Louis proudly eats the fluffy pancakes and his mom and sister seem to really enjoy them as well.

"Please, can I have the recipe, Harry?" Louis' mom pleads.