larry oneshots (english version)

chapstick, sun and kisses in Venice

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Harry pov:

"And now smile!"

David put his arm around my shoulders and I did the same.

"Cheeseeee", we both smiled.

"Yeah that's it, hahaha!"

His laugh sounded like the sweetest melody in my ears.

"Thanks, Louis.", David smiled, looking at my husband.

"No problem, mate.", he smiled back.

Seeing how well they got along with each other made my heart beat a little faster with joy and I felt butterflies buzzing around in my stomach when Louis tenderly placed a kiss behind my ear.

"You alright, my love?" he asked, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his thin dry lips to press a soft kiss on every of my knuckles.

I shivered at the gesture although the hot venetian sun was shining down on us, his face perfectly set in the light, making his tanned skin shimmer golden.

"Never felt better, sunshine." I answered, while tracing his bottom lip with my thumb.

Louis blushed at the nickname - he always did. I was still touching his lip. It felt rough. I didn't like that... I loved when his lips felt more soft and smooth.

"That's good. I love seeing you smile that much."

I could hear in his voice that he meant it truthfully and honestly and even though he was grinning I knew he was being serious. I knew he was thinking about all the times I had to fake it.

But not now, not for that day and maybe not for the next few days.

"I like seeing you smile too, baby."

I slowly pulled him closer by my hand on his waist and started kissing his cheeks, his left temple and finally his lips.

In the same slow pace he kissed me back, the kiss being so soft and delicate and full of love.

"Now stop making me feel like the third wheel!" we heard a voice a little away, followed by a kind laugh.

"Sorry, David." I shouted back, giggling, facing him for a moment just to turn back to my husband's face again and telling him:

"We're gonna get you some chapstick now, honey."