All This Time

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|Warning|: A lot of smut ahead, if you don't like reading smut, then don't read it at all, please don't send hate either.

A/N :The Larry in this story are 2023 Larry btw, jsyk ;)

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Below two tweets are my inspiration for today's smut 😌💅🏻 (you guys can go and follow them both if you want 😭)

Below two tweets are my inspiration for today's smut 😌💅🏻 (you guys can go and follow them both if you want 😭)

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It was kind of a big day for Harry today, he won two solo Grammys, and one Best Engineered Album Grammy Award. Though the host of the Grammys ruined it a lot, he said some illogical shit which made it really bad. Harry's mood went downhill since then.

Louis had watched the Grammys sitting at a bar somewhere, he did that purposely, he wanted everyone to know that he can do anything he wants and not be controlled by the management. He wanted to be there for his baby. He saw how emotional Harry had gotten when he got his second Grammy of the night, so overwhelmed. Louis knew how hard Harry had to struggle to come this far, and be where he is today.

Louis fucking went to the after party of the Grammys. He didn't interact on social media, but instead he did that. He actually wanted to be there for his baby, to make the night special, which should've been special from the start but it wasn't.

The After party was kind of fun. When they went home after the After party, Louis got in the bed sitting in iconic pose, just in his boxers. Harry took his time to get undressed and into a pair of fresh boxers.

When Harry dropped himself on the bed, he closed his eyes immediately. He wanted to sleep but he also didn't wanna sleep. To be honest he wasn't sleepy at all, he just couldn't believe he got two Grammys. He was really overwhelmed and he wanted Louis to be there with him, by his side the whole time. He so wished it'd be possible, but alas..

Louis so knew all the things that were going on inside Harry's mind. He placed the palm of his hands on Harry's abs. He slowly glided them up above, now on Harry's butterfly tattoo. He traced the outline of the tat with his index finger. A small smile played on Harry's lips, the way Louis was moving his finger delicately, it was ticklish. And finally he did find it ticklish he started laughing. Louis looked up at him smiling himself, "Wot?" "It's ticklish Lou-u stop!" "Oh is it, hmm." Louis then spread the palm of his hand again and now this time glided his hand down. Reaching Harry's navel tattoos.

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