Larry Stylinson One Shots

Lazy Day

"Jesus, it's fucking freezing", Louis complained as he unlocked the door to Harry and his house and slipped inside. He toed off his shoes, slipped off his coat and put everything where it belonged. Then he went inside and was met with silence.

The snowflakes were melting in his hair and cold water droplets ran down his neck and his shoulders, eventually getting soaked up by the sweater he was wearing. He shivered and then peeked into the kitchen to see if Harry was in there.

After seeing nothing, he went upstairs and quietly opened their bedroom door to see Harry sprawled out on the bed, wearing nothing but sweatpants. His lips were slightly parted and soft puffs of breaths left his lips.

Louis smiled fondly at seeing Harry sleeping like that and quietly got ready for bed himself. He brushed his teeth, showered, got changed and then went back over to the bed. He picked Harry up and carefully laid him down on his side of the bed, before he crawled under the covers himself and spooned Harry from behind.

The next morning, Harry woke up first and turned around, cuddling into Louis' bare chest. He breathed in the heavenly scent of tobacco, after shave and Louis and closed his eyes in content.

Soon after, Louis woke up as well and tightened his arms around Harry before pressing a kiss into his messy curls, then to his hairline, then to his forehead, his nose and lastly he kissed Harry's lips.

"Mmmm good morning, love", Harry hummed quietly and Louis smiled against his lips.

"Morning, darling", he whispered and Harry smiled as well.

"Want some breakfast?" Harry asked and Louis perked up at that.

"Yes! Absolutely", Louis said enthusiastically and Harry smiled wider, his dimples becoming even more prominent. Louis poked one of them and giggled before pressing another kiss to Harry's lips.

Harry then got out of bed and pulled on a black hoodie and some fluffy socks, before making his way into the kitchen to get started on breakfast.

He made scrambled eggs, toast and pancakes and set the table nicely. Then he made some tea for Louis and himself and sat down, waiting until Louis came down the stairs. When he did, Louis was dressed in sweatpants and one of Harry's sweaters. To Harry, he looked absolutely perfect.

When Louis had reached the kitchen, he thanked Harry for breakfast and pecked his lips before sitting down himself and the couple began to eat, only talking to each other every now and then, otherwise spending their breakfast in comfortable silence.

"How about we just have a lazy day and do nothing", Louis suggested after breakfast and Harry loved the sound of that. So, neither of them bothered to get changed and they cuddled up on the couch and Louis started browsing channels to find a movie for them to watch.

After a while, he settled on 'Twilight', pulled Harry into his side a bit more and tightened his arms around his younger boyfriend. Harry sighed happily and both of them were content with just sitting there and holding each other.

Halfway through the movie, Harry moved slightly so he could look up at Louis, his head still lying on the elder's chest. Louis let Harry stare for a few moments before looking down and meeting his eyes.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" He asked smiling down at Harry.

"No. You're just really pretty. And I happen to enjoy looking at pretty things", Harry said and grinned, pecking Louis' cheek. Louis chuckled at that and poked Harry's dimples before they settled back down to continue their movie day.

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After their fourth or fifth movie, Louis sat up slightly and stretched. Harry had fallen asleep on him about 45 minutes ago and had just now moved so he wasn't lying fully on top of Louis anymore. Louis used that opportunity to stretch out his sore back.