A/N Above is a picture of what I picture Declan to look like, but bigger build.
6'2" or 1.8 meter, 255-265 lbs or 18 stone.
Louis adjusted his cufflinks, making sure they were on tight before glancing up towards the stairs. And as if on cue he saw him, Harry's eyes immediately finding his and making a wide smile plaster on his face.
"Happy to see me?" the curly haired man teased once he got to the bottom.
"Always, but especially when you look like this," Louis laughed, letting his hands rest on his hips as he looked him over in his suit, "incredible."
Harry knew his cheeks were heating up as the older lad pressed their lips together, "I can easily say the same about you Mr.Tomlinson."
Having a night to go out and get dressed up like this has become too rare, but they both knew it was due. A dinner to themselves and some alone time that wasn't just at the end of the day in bed hasn't happened in too long.
"The car is here. Did you say bye to the kids?" Louis grinned up at him.
"Already done," Harry hummed.
Louis yelled up the stairs that they were leaving, hearing three screams saying "bye" back.
He opened the door for Harry, his husband kissing Dezzy quickly before they walked out to the car.
"Oh this is much needed," Louis said as soon as they were settled in their seats.
"It is," Harry couldn't agree more as he tucked himself into Louis' side, "you'd think we'd be better about going out with only three kids left in the house."
"Well as you like to point out I'm rather old," the chesnut haired lad rolled his eyes, "I can't stay up too late, I'll get cranky."
If Louis was going to admit it then Harry could have some fun, "at the age you're at you're in a constant cranky mood. I'm surprised you didn't need a nap before coming out."
The shorter man eyed him slightly, but there was absolutely nothing he could say. He definitely couldn't admit to the 30 minute nap he had after practice while Harry got Charlie from piano.
"Well I'm wide awake and ready for a fun night," Louis squeezed his hip.
"You have a long one ahead of you."
He met Harry's eyes quickly, the slight smirk he was sending him too easily got his cheeks heating up. Even after all these years his husband can get his pulse racing from just a few words.
And Harry attaching his lips to his neck and carefully kissing his skin didn't help the entire car ride. The younger man couldn't let him go but Louis was more than happy to sit there while Harry's lips trailed along him and fingers dug into his hair.
Louis was sure he could spend hours just letting Harry do as he pleases. The 20 minute car ride wasn't enough time at all but the older man was sure he had at least two new love bites just under his collar.
"Here you are gentlemen, enjoy your meal."
Louis smiled at the matrie-d as they were shown their table and he pulled Harry's chair out for him, "here you are love," he said, making sure his husband was settled before going to his own seat, "you ready to get wined and dined?"
Harry laughed to himself as he saw his husband wiggling his eyebrows at him, "it's definitely nice to have a night off of cooking, that's for sure. Plus I can never get over seeing you in a suit."
The older man felt his eyes crinkling as he hummed his agreement, "at some point we should get the older three to come out with us to a nice dinner. Have like a quadruple date night or something," he chuckled.
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