Larry smut/fluff

Tease him just enough to hate me

tease him just enough to hate me
By: leatherharry

Summary:

Harry and Louis are roommates that don't get along. They finally find a way to settle their differences.
Notes:

title from 'freak' by doja cat
(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:
Life was more peaceful when Niall was Harry's roommate. They cooked together, had movie nights, and finished bottles of liquor for no reason other than "just because we can." It was fun living with Niall, he and Harry were best friends.

Right before lockdown began, Niall got an offer for an internship. Harry was excited for him, of course, except for the fact that it required him to pack up and move to Bristol while leaving Harry behind in Manchester.

Then Louis took over Niall's lease two months before quarantine began.

Harry doesn't necessarily hate Louis, they just don't get along very well. They barely know each other, all Harry knows is that Louis studies philosophy at uni. Also that Louis dislikes Harry's early morning yoga, Harry making his protein smoothies, and Harry jamming to ABBA slightly too loud in the shower.

Basically, Louis just complains about nearly everything Harry does. He's gotten better, though, less nit-picky. Lockdown has forced them to spend more time together, which has actually led to them getting to know each other better.

During the fourth month of quarantine, Harry erases a recording of an old football game to make room for a rerun of Bake-Off that he missed.

"What the fuck?" Harry hears Louis' voice from the living room as he's folding laundry. "Harry! Come here!"

Harry pads out of his bedroom to where Louis is standing stiffly in front of the TV. "You know, there are more polite ways to-"

"Shut up. I can't deal with your snide comments today. Where's the match between England and Croatia that I had recorded?" Louis has his arms crossed over his chest, face set in a deep frown. Harry just shrugs. "Bullshit. I know you deleted it."

"If you knew it was me then why did you ask?"

"God, you're so selfish! Do you ever think about anyone but yourself?"

And somehow, somewhere in all of their back and forth bickering, Harry ends up on the couch pinned under Louis.

The kiss is sloppy and heated, teeth knocking together as they lick into each other's mouths. Louis scrapes Harry's bottom lip between his teeth when he pulls back and quickly attaches his lips to Harry's jaw, trailing wet kisses across the skin. Harry lets out a high whine at the feeling of Louis' hips rolling down against his, their hard cocks rubbing together through the confines of their clothes.

"Get naked," Louis mumbles against Harry's neck.

"Kinda can't with you on top of me," Harry quips back. Louis retaliates by sinking his teeth into the soft skin below Harry's ear, eliciting a breathy moan from him. Louis pushes himself up, reaching behind his head to pull his shirt off by the collar. Harry thinks that's one of the hottest things he's ever seen.

See, the thing with them is that no matter how much they've fought and bickered, Harry's always been attracted to Louis. His attraction grew even more when they'd both confessed they were gay during a rare drunken night when they were actually getting along.

Louis leans back down to strip off Harry's shirt before connecting their lips again, working quickly to rid them both of their trousers and pants. Harry sighs through his nose in relief when Louis leans his full weight on him again, spreading his thighs for Louis to settle between them. They groan in unison the second their cocks rub dryly against each other. Louis is wet at the tip, slick precum leaving a trail on Harry's abdomen as their hips roll together.