As Louis is washing his hair he hears the door open. "Sir?"
"Yes baby it's me." Harry's accent rings through the restroom. "I'm just leaving you some clothes."
"Thank you Sir." Louis says as he begins to rinse his hair. Harry hums in response and Louis assume he leaves the bathroom.
"You make it look like it's magic
...'cause I see nobody, nobody, but you." Louis sings quietly as he finishes rinsing out his hair.
"What's that you're singing?" Harry's voice rings out, scaring the blue eyed boy.
"Jesus fuck!" Louis screams slipping in the shower. Louis steadies himself as Harry says "Language."
"Sorry sir, you scared me." Louis apologizes shutting off the shower.
"It's okay baby." Harry reassures Louis and Louis stands in the shower, hiding behind the shower curtain as he patiently waits for Harry to leave the bathroom.
"You waiting for something?" Harry asks, a teasing tone in his voice.
"Oh, I thought that you would leave, but... never mind I guess." Louis says and he opens the shower curtain a little to peek his head out. Harry is sitting on the toilet, patiently waiting.
Harry's attention is on his phone, so Louis quickly grabs his towel and then he moves back behind the curtain.
Louis wraps the towel around himself and then he steps out of the shower. Louis' wrap the towel under his arms like a girl would, because he absolutely hates his tummy.
Harry looks up excitedly but frowns when he sees that Louis is wrapped in a towel.
"Where are my clothes sir?" Louis asks quietly. Harry hands Louis a small bundle and Louis takes it from him. Louis and Harry stare at each other and Harry gestures with his hand towards Louis as if to say 'Go on'
"I-"
"You are going to have to get comfortable with me seeing your body." Harry says and Louis nods deciding he's right.
Louis unfolds the bundle of clothes and sees black lace panties and a sweater that he assumes is Harry's. How did he know I wear panties? Louis wonders.
Harry looks at Louis expectantly and the boy is quick to drop his towel. Louis quickly pulls on the lace panties and when he reaches for the sweater, Harry stops him.
"C'mere beautiful." Harry says, grabbing Louis' wrist softly. Harry pulls Louis over to him so that the tiny boy is straddling his waist. Louis' cheeks turn red at this and Louis bring his hands up to cover his tummy.
"Hey, none of that." Harry says, moving Louis arms. "You're beautiful." Harry says as he grabs Louis' towel and begins to dry Louis' hair. Louis closes his eyes and lets Harry take care of him.
Louis' mind is just a jumble of Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.
Harry places his lips softly on Louis' collarbones, causing the small boy to gasp and hold onto Harry's biceps. "So pretty." Harry whispers against Louis' chest as he sucks lightly. Louis wraps his legs around Harry's waist and presses himself against Harry.
"Ready for bed?" Harry asks, rubbing Louis' hips with his hands. "Hmm..." Louis replies, keeping his eyes closed.
Louis opens his eyes when Harry stands up and he carries him out of the bathroom. "I would have walked sir, I'm sorry." Louis says as Harry carries him to the bed.
Harry lays Louis down near the middle of the four-poster bed. Louis sits up to move over, but Harry stops him. "Wait right here." Harry instructs and Louis nods and lays back down.
