"Love, wake up, we have to go out for groceries. We can't have our fridge empty."
"Mhm."
"Lou, we agreed to go out for groceries."
"But I'm 'sleep."
Harry pouted as Louis kept sleeping. Well not for long after he pushed his husband off the bed.
"HARRY!" Louis yelled in pain as he rubbed his elbow.
Harry rolled his eyes, "You won't wake up, I had to do it" he laughed quietly. "I hate you so much. Why can't we just order them online, we have enough money for that." Louis pouted as he slowly got up and went to the bathroom.
Harry rolled his eyes again, "Because Louis we are not sure if the food on online tastes good. What if they're already expired when they arrive?!" Louis chuckled, "Fine, fine."
After Harry and Louis made themselves unrecognizable enough to not get noticed by their fans, they went to the grocery store to pick up some food. They took their time to look for their needs. As they roamed around the store, Harry felt like picking that one cereal box that he doesn't usually eat. It's weird, he always resists not eating unhealthy food but he can't help it this time, it looks really tasty right now.
He walked through the aisle to get the Coco Pops and put it on the cart. When Louis saw what Harry put at the cart, he had a surprised look imprinted on his face and looked at Harry. "Coco Pops? Darling, I thought you didn't eat those?"
"I know but I kind of want one. It's making me hungry, I wanna eat it right now," Harry whined. Louis raised his eyebrows, this is an unusual behavior from his husband. "Okay then love but can you get another for me?" Louis smiled cheekily. Harry chuckled and agreed to get one for Louis.
***
"Thank you!" Louis thanked the person who was at the cash register as he took the bags. He gave 2 bags to Harry while he carried 3 bags. They buy a lot of things whenever they go out for groceries. As Louis checked the receipt, Harry saw a baby store around the corner. He always feels excited whenever he sees one. They're just so cute!
Harry patted Louis' hand to get his attention. Louis looked away from the receipt and looked at Harry. "What is it, love?" Harry pointed at the baby store, smiling a little bit. Louis smiled fondly at Harry. "Do you want to go in? We could look around there. We just have to make sure we won't get noticed by our fans." Harry nodded eagerly as they both walked towards the baby store.
As they went inside, some staff inside the store greeted them and they greeted them back to them. "Lou, look at those baby grows! They're so tiny," Harry exclaimed as he rushed to see the babygrows. He admired them as Louis went to search for more baby stuff.
"Love, look at these tiny shoes! They fit on my palm" Louis said excitedly and Harry looked around and stared in awe, they do look adorable. He almost teared up, almost.
They stayed there for a couple of minutes and then decided to go because otherwise, they're going to be recognized.
***
As soon as they got home, they organized their groceries. They changed their outfits into something comfortable and then watched a movie in the living room. Louis is played with Harry's hair while Harry lays on Louis' lap.
"Lou?"
"Yes, love?"
"Do you ever think we will have a child?"
"Love, I don't see why not," Louis chuckled softly "But I still haven't thought about that, Do you want one right now?" Harry thought for a second. "I don't know. Maybe time will tell."
"It's okay, we still have a lot of time to think." They looked at each other and smiled. Louis lowered his head to kiss Harry and continued to play with his hair.
"You'll be a great mother, you know, if we have kids," Louis said quietly. He knew Harry preferred himself to be called a mother rather than a father. Harry looked up at him and smiled "You'll be a great father, you know."
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There is no bun in the oven (yet) | l.s
FanfictionSinger Harry Styles doesn't have any bun in his oven (and he secretly wants one) and his singer husband, Louis Tomlinson, gives him one but it happens to be during the time of making their albums. Read as they manage to be parents while being famous...