The night settled in and Harry lied in bed by himself while Louis slept with his baby girl. It was about one am when he heard small pitter patter of feet on the floor as his room door opened, he widened his eyes and looked over to see Louis bite his lip and sit on the bed, just staring down at Harry without speaking.
"you're creepy." Harry mumbled, Louis gasped softly and scooted away.
"I had a bad dream."
"You want some tea?" Harry asked, Louis shook his head and got under the covers, cuddling next to Harry with a small sniffle.
"What did you dream about?"
"Hell.." Louis whispered, with a small sniffle, "My life as an eternal hell."
"Oh..Lou-"
"I just want you to hold me..please.." Louis mumbled as he tried to squeaze closer to Harry, wrapping his arms around his torso , Harry nodded and wrapped his arms around him, squeazing him tightly against his bare chest, "Can you kiss me?"
Harry nodded and gave Louis a soft kiss on his lips, Louis leaned forward and sighed at the loss of contact, "again.." he whispered, Harry hesitated, he wasn't so sure about kissing Louis, he's vulnerable and he knows that by tomorrow when he wakes up, he'll act as if they never kissed and touched.
"Are you sure, baby..because I-"
"Fucking hell, Harry..kiss me, make me forget..please I'm- please"
Harry placed his hand on Louis' cheek as he leaned forward, resting his forehead on the smaller lad's, he brushed his nose against Louis' and bit his lip. Louis kissed Harry on his lips sighing at the soft, familiar feeling on his lips. Harry grazed his tongue against Louis' bottom lip, successfully getting an open mouth response, tongue swirling with Louis' as his hand slides down his slim waist, twirling his index finger on the skin.
"Harry.." Louis mumbled, pulling away. Harry looked at Louis with a slightly open mouth, "thank you."
Harry nodded and closed his eyes while hugging Louis into him once again, Laying his head on his pillow.
"goodnight, baby.." Harry whispered.
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Harry woke up to the smell of peaches and pancake syrup, he heard talking and sizzling so he's guessing Louis' in the kitchen cooking.
He looked at the clock and it just struck ten, he sighed and sat up, wiping his face and letting out a long yawn.
"Even if this were to happen, you would top me, I'm a natural born bottom..can't top for shit." He heard Louis' tiny voice say.
"True, I'm versatile, I top and bottom, but it's kinda sixty forty on this one. I like topping."
Harry cleared his throat, causing Louis to stop smiling and biting his lip at Luke then turning towards him with a blank facial expression, "Oh?" Harry hummed with a pout.
"I made breakfast..and stuff.." Louis said pointing the greasy spatula over to the stove that had plates resting on it, he looked a bit uneasy which worried Harry.
"Yeah, you okay?" Harry asked Louis, Louis nodded and put down the spatula, Harry furrowed his eyebrows at Luke and crossed his arms, "Did Luke say something to you?"
Luke looked at Harry with shock over his face, "Excuse me?"
"Louis."
"No. Luke did not say anything to me. I was just a bit off about last night, I should have never came to you, I should've stayed in bed with freakshow."
