Larry Stylinson One Shots

Sick Louis

Louis' world had been spinning like one of those tilt-a-whirls at the carnival, but instead of being fun and exciting, it was making him feel nauseous. He'd been trying to hide it from Harry, but it was getting harder and harder. He didn't want Harry to worry, didn't want him to think he was being a baby. So he'd been lying awake at night, his stomach churning, his head spinning, and his heart racing. He'd been feeling feverish too, like his body was on fire.

When he finally threw up in the middle of the night, there was no way he could hide it. He felt so weak, so sick, so damn miserable. He just wanted Harry to hold him, to comfort him, to make him feel better. But he couldn't bring himself to wake him up. He didn't want to ruin their sleep.

Instead, he carefully slipped out of bed, making sure not to disturb the covers or wake up Clifford, who was curled up contentedly at the foot of the bed. He stumbled into the bathroom, his body feeling like it weighed a thousand pounds as he made his way over to the toilet. He barely made it in time before he heaved again, his insides twisting and turning.

After he'd finally emptied his stomach, he leaned back against the cool tile wall, panting. His head was spinning, his body ached, and his skin felt clammy. He glanced around, noticing for the first time that the room was spinning too, the walls seeming to close in on him. He knew he couldn't stay in there any longer; he needed to get back to bed. But as he tried to stand up, his legs gave out from underneath him and he crashed back down to the floor, landing with a soft thud.

"Fuck," he groaned, wincing as pain shot through his already tender body. He crawled back over to the toilet, using it for support as he hauled himself up onto the seat. He was sure he looked pathetic, like some sort of sad, sick puppy. But he couldn't help it. He just wanted to feel better.

He glanced around the bathroom again, debating whether or not he should try to make it back to bed. He knew he should, but he was so tired and so weak. Maybe he should just sleep here for a little while. It would be safer, at least.

As he sat there, lost in thought, he heard a soft rustling noise coming from the doorway. He turned his head slightly, squinting in the direction of the sound. And then Harry appeared in the doorway, looking groggy and disheveled in his sleepwear.

"Louis? What's going on?" he murmured, his voice laced with concern. Louis felt a lump form in his throat as he forced out a weak reply.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I didn't want to wake you." He paused, swallowing hard against the lump in his throat.

Harry strode over to him, concern etched into his features. "Shh, it's okay. You're sick, darling. You need to get back to bed. Let me help you up." He knelt down in front of Louis, his hands gentle on Louis' shoulders.

Louis nodded, unable to meet Harry's eyes as he allowed himself to be helped up. As soon as he was standing, his legs threatened to give out again, but Harry was there, his arms steadying him. "Lean on me," he murmured, pressing their bodies together as he walked them back to the bed.

They climbed in together, Harry scooting over to spoon him from behind, his front pressed against Louis' back. The warmth of his body was almost overwhelming, but in the best way possible. Louis turned around in Harry's arms and buried his face in the crook of Harry's neck, inhaling the familiar scent of his skin and his hair. It was so soothing. It was his favorite scent in the world.

"Shh, it's okay, love. You're safe now. You just rest and get better, yeah?" Harry murmured, rubbing his back soothingly. Louis nodded against his neck, unable to speak past the lump in his throat. He closed his eyes, feeling the exhaustion finally claim him, and let himself sink into the comfort of Harry's embrace.

Their bodies were pressed so close together that Louis could feel every breath Harry took, every heartbeat that thundered through his chest. It was almost as if they were one person, their skin molded together, their souls intertwined. He could feel the warmth of Harry's hands, the strength of his arms as they held him close, and it was the most reassuring sensation in the world.

He let himself relax into the comfort of Harry's embrace, his eyelids growing heavier with each passing second. He could feel the exhaustion finally begin to wash over him, pulling him under like a wave. He was so tired, so sick, but with Harry here, he knew that he was safe. He could let go and just be, for a little while.

As he drifted off to sleep, he was acutely aware of the feel of Harry's skin against his own, the rhythm of his breath in his ear. It was a comfort unlike any other, and for the first time in what felt like forever, he felt truly at peace.

He woke up a few hours later, disoriented and still groggy from sleep. He blinked several times, trying to clear the cobwebs from his mind as he took in his surroundings. He was still in bed, still wrapped up in Harry's arms. The sunlight streaming in through the window cast a warm, golden glow over everything, making the room feel somehow brighter and more alive.

Louis shifted slightly, wincing as the movement pulled at his aching muscles. He felt like he had been run over by a truck, but at least the worst of his symptoms seemed to have passed. As he looked down at his body, he noticed that the fever had indeed broken and his skin was no longer hot to the touch. He felt a small surge of relief at the realization.

He glanced over at Harry, who was still fast asleep, his face pressed into the crook of Louis' neck. Seeing the other man so peaceful and at ease brought a smile to Louis' lips. He reached up and gently traced Harry's jawline with his fingers, marveling at the softness of his skin. He felt so lucky to have him here, to have someone who cared for him so deeply.

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Hello, everyone!

I hope you're all doing well! I've been gone for a little while and I apologize. I had exams and then I was on vacation for almost two weeks.

But on vacation I had the time and motivation to write again, so I'll try posting a bit more regularly again :)

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All the love xx