inferno // l.s.

forty six

louis thinks back at the past few months of his life as he sits on the sink in the locker room and kicks his legs back and forth. is this it? is this how life will be for him forever now?

he wouldn't have a problem with it if it stayed like this for a while. he's adjusted to being back at the club, things are smooth sailing, and life is good. he and harry are still glued to the hip, travelling and taking road trips any chance they get because there are way more things to see than los angeles.

seattle was great. they went to a handful of museums, rode the great wheel (where harry conned louis into doing the cliché kiss at the top), and visited the iconic space needle. the trip was a lot shorter than their chicago trip but it was worth it. calum agreed that a trip was probably nice for him. it got him out and about and he got to make memories with a loved one. he suggested that they make a bucket list for places they want to see. so far they have niagara falls, miami, louisville, nashville, new york city and detroit. there are a few international places louis would like to visit. all in due time.

"there you are." louis jumped at the sound of his partner's voice echoing through the locker run. he put a hand on his chest and calmed himself down before nodding.

"here. you scared me," he muttered.

harry cooed and shuffled toward him, placing his hands on the edge of the sink as he trapped louis between himself and the mirror. "sorry, baby. couldn't find you."

louis wraps his arms around harry's neck, twirling the small strands of hair resting at the nape of it. he trimmed his hair a bit, it's still long but the dead ends needed to be taken off. louis promised that if harry were to ever cut his hair that he would kick his ass.

"maybe i wanted to hide from you." the stripper hummed.

"bullshit. you snuck in my office earlier just to give me a kiss," harry chuckles. louis gave a proud nod before stealing another one from him. "i feel like you like my kisses more than me."

"you have really nice lips," louis shrugs. "especially when they're around-"

"hey now," harry warned. "watch it."

louis scrunched his nose in response. "what are you even doing in the locker room?"

"i'm bored."

"you're bored," louis repeated. "you're bored at a strip club?"

"because my gorgeous stripper boyfriend isn't out there doing his job; yes, i am in fact bored." his partner nods. "don't make me fire you for poor work ethic."

louis lets out a sigh of mock shame. "i'm sorry, boss. it won't happen again."

"better not."

harry grabs louis' chin to press a light kiss to his lips. louis tightens his arms around harry's neck and pulls him closer for another one, beaming in satisfaction when harry's other hand snaked under the skirt he was wearing to grip his thighs. he had harry wrapped around his finger without even trying.

louis pulls back from the kiss to place his mouth on harry's neck. just simple light kisses to acknowledge his presence, actually showing affection until harry squeezed his thigh. then he bit him.

harry clenched his jaw and gripped the back of louis' hair, pulling his head away from his neck. "don't even try it."

louis put on an innocent face. "try what?"

"you know what."

"fine," louis sighed. "i'll be good."

"that's my boy," harry released him. "i'll see you later, okay?"