love me until i love myself / l.s

epilogue

A/N this took waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long bc its 10k!! and I am so so so sorry. It's currently 3 and a half AM and I hope you like it, because it has been rewritten quite a few times!!!

Some notes / smut, daddy kink (slight), spanking and feminization kink (slight)

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It was 9AM, when he woke up and immediately his eyes widened, 'cause he was so late for work. He had a meeting today and he didn't wanna miss it, but it would be a challenge to make it by 10AM. He ran to the bathroom and did his business and brushed his teeth. He threw some cold water on his face and stepped out of the bathroom in search for a suit to wear today. He threw on a shirt, not even bothering to buttoned it and put on his pants. He grabbed a pair of socks and his jacket and ran down the stairs to take his shoes.

In the kitchen, he spotted Harry, wearing an apron. Only an apron. It was tied behind his back, leaving his arse bare and his hair was up in a messy bun. He was leaned over the stove, and stirred something in the pan. His socked feet were tapping again the hardwood floor in sync with some 80s disco song. His hips were moving lightly to the rhythm and Louis couldn't resist, because he was so effortlessly beautiful and sexy and he was everything Louis had ever dreamed of. He couldn't be happier at his life right now and Harry was a vital point in his life and he just loved him so much. This past year has just been an actual dream that Louis definitely doesn't want to be waken up from. He's thirty-one and things have finally become a normal and happy routine. Things fell into place and he managed to balance both work and personal life, something that years ago seemed impossible.

There are times, where he's feeling insecure, trying to figure out, if Harry is happy in their relationship. Or if he needs something more from Louis. If Louis should be there more and be with him even more. Until he treated Harry, as if he was something fragile, something that was gonna break, if it was mistreated. Harry talked to him, though. He told him that Louis had his job and Harry would never break up with him over his job. Building something so big from the ground was not only admirable, but also very sexy. Harry's words, not Louis'. Louis needed a job and Harry needed his own personal time, especially now that he was opening his own bakery in a few weeks. He was pretty busy too with his own business.

Even in his hurry, Louis could not not greet his baby good morning. He walked behind Harry, who was too lost in his own little world to notice him and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him a bit closer. He gave a light squeeze at his bare bum.

''Hey.'' Harry giggled and the blue-eyed man kissed Harry's shoulder blade.

''Good morning.'' he smiled and planted another kiss on Harry's warm skin. Harry turned around and kissed his boyfriend on the lips.

''Why are you dressed like that?'' Harry laughed, when he saw Louis' wrinkly dress shirt and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

''Actually, I am super late and I just came here to give you a kiss and wish you a good morning.'' Louis said, kissing his cheek again and was ready to leave, when Harry grabbed his hand and brought him closer.

''I called them and told them that you were sick.'' Harry said, batting his eyelashes and Louis pressed his lips in a thin line, looking at Harry disapprovingly.

''Love, this is the forth time this month.'' he told him and the green-eyed boy pouted at his boyfriend.

''I know, but with the bakery and stuff, I won't even have time to have breakfast with you and I wanna take advantage of that, while we both have time.'' Harry said, taking Louis' arm and ran his fingers up and down Louis' forearm. How could Louis be mad at those pretty, big, puppy eyes, when they looked at him in such a cute way. He couldn't.