Daddies and Princesses {Short Story}

One Last Try

Louis woke up Sunday morning, determined.

He let out a fake cough, laying back on the bed, 'coughing' harder.

Harry awoke, turning to look at Louis as he blinked sleepily. "You okay, Bear?"

And if that rough morning voice went straight to Louis's cock, that wasn't anyone's business.

"I don't feel well," Louis lied, closing his eyes. Harry's large palm went to feel Louis's face, rubbing his cheeks.

"You feel fine... Maybe it's just a headache. Would you like some Tylenol?" Harry asked, already getting up.

"Please," Louis whimpered.

Harry stopped his movements, staring at Louis, who closed his eyes, pretending to be oblivious.

Finally, Louis felt the bed shift and heard feet patter away. When the bed dipped again, Louis opened his eyes and too the Tylenol for show because he was really feeling fantastic.

"Can we snuggle?"

Harry nodded, getting into bed and cuddling with Louis.

"Like this, Bear?"

"Yes, Daddy," Louis said innocently, kissing Harry's collarbone.

Harry hummed, titling his lover's head up and pecking Louis's lips lightly.

Finally, Harry fell asleep and Louis crawled from his grasp, writing a quick note and running out of the hotel. He took a cab to to the shopping center and spent two hours looking around, ignoring his ringing phone.

Louis went to the park, where dads were holding the hands of their kids. Louis even spotted a celebrity or two. It was nice.

He finally went back to the hotel, surprised to find Harry asleep. He woke up the lad and Harry jumped awake.

"Louis! Oh, you wouldn't answer your phone, I was so worried!" Harry whimpered, pulling Louis down into his lap.

"I left you a note," Louis said, voice full of guilt.

"Yeah, but shopping, alone? I understand I let you come back here alone the other day, but, to be honest, I was so scared, Louis!" Harry was crying now, rubbing his red-rimmed eyes and it cracked Louis's heart beaus he realized Harry had cried himself back to sleep.

Louis let out a sob, pulling Harry close. "M'sorry, Harry. I just... I just wanted you to celebrate with me so badly! I got caught up in it and I've been an arse! I'm sorry!"

Harry stopped his own crying because now Louis was sobbing. Harry couldn't handle that. He traced mindless patterns into Louis's back.

"Harry, you and I can go explore now. I'll l-leave you alone about Father's Day."

Harry sighed, laying on his back. "No, Louis. Why don't you just show Daddy how much this means to you, yeah?"

Louis sniffled, puckering out his bottom lip. "Really?"

"Really. Show me what you bought. Go ahead." Harry patted Louis's bum and the small lad squealed, running off to change for his daddy.