I Love You Two >>boyxboy SEQUEL

13. Try Hard

A/N: smut :) (probably bad but 😁)

Harry was currently making chocolate chip pancakes for Louis, he loved extra chocolate in them because it melted in his mouth.

The girls were in their swings and babbling happily, he laughed when they would randomly shriek and then giggle. They had similar personalities, they were both little comedians and Harry wondered if they would stay like how they are now.

"Good morning my babies!" He heard Louis coo, he jumped and turned around, nervously flipping the pancake.

"Smells nice." Louis said blankly and avoided Harry's gaze.

"Thanks, they're chocolate chip." He shrugged sheepishly, Louis nodded and sat on a barstool, the silence was awkward and Harry hated it; he hated the fact he put a hand on Louis and physically hurt him.

"Do you want to do anything for your birthday tomorrow?" Harry handed him the tea he had waiting under the maker and smiled, Louis muttering a thanks but not looking at him.

"Not really.. I don't want my birthday to be celebrated, it's just me getting older." Louis sighed, taking a sip from his mug.

"You don't want me to make anything? Go out? You know everyone is still coming over right? You invited them last week." Harry reminded him.

"Oh yeah..." Louis bit his lip, and looked at Harry when he turned to pour more batter on the pan.

"I can make you so-"

"Harry.. Please. Just, please stop." Louis shook his head, Harry frowned and looked at him.

"Louis, I'm trying.. I know we talked about this all last night and you still want to kill me, but I'm sorry I got like this... You have no idea how much I hate myself because I hurt you! I just want to make it up to you and show you how sorry I really am and you aren't letting me." Harry frowned, "But I understand why you wouldn't. I hurt you emotionally and physically and I'm a terrible husband and a terrible father for being in a shell and hiding for so long.." He wiped the tears beginning to form before they could fall, Louis cradled his head in his hands. "Harry, it's not fair to me that you got to be rude and distant for a week without explanation and then push me and think fucking pancakes will make this okay!" Louis snapped.

"I know it won't take pancakes Louis, but I want to make up for my mistakes.." Harry's lip quivered and he looked into his husband's eyes. "I'm so sorry Louis, I want to show you how great you are and how much you deserve and I want to be the person that can spoil you rotten and love every second of it."

"I-Holy shit Harry, you're on fire.."

"What?" He sniffled, Louis' eyes widened.

"Harry! You're on fire!" He yelled, Harry looked down at his long sleeved shirt that was lit by the burning pancake and screamed, the smoke alarm went off he ran over to the sink and saw Louis disappeared; he came back with a fire extinguisher and sprayed it in the stove, then he sprayed some on Harry even though his arm was in the water and he got rid of the flame.

"That's for being an idiot and scaring me to death," Louis chuckled sadly, before walking over to him and hugging him, he pulled away, and wiped the liquid from the extinguisher off his face with his thumbs. "I'm still mad at you," he hugged him again, putting his head on Harry's shoulder, burying his face in the taller mans neck, making him giggle and squirm like a little kid.

*x*

"Styles family movie, minus the babies and plus the Montgomery sisters, how fun is this you guys!?" Harry grinned, the teenagers just nodded and went back to being in their phones, while Dylan and Kendall were talking intently and she was holding his arm while they walked.