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Louis stayed awake next to Harry, who was fast asleep, just thinking. Eventually, he needed to talk to someone, so he lightly shook Harry to wake him up.

"Harry."

Harry woke up immediately. "Lou? Are you alright? Are you going into labour?"

Louis cocked his head to the side. "Uh...no. I just wanted to talk to you."

"Ugh, babe. Unless it's really important, then I'm going back to sleep."

"Please, daddy? I'm lonely."

Harry sighed and stared up at the ceiling before turning his attention to Louis.

"Okay. Shoot."

Louis looked unsure of himself, but finally got the words out. "Do you, sometimes, ah, forget that I'll love you forever?"

Harry slowly shook his head. "No. Why?"

"Well, because you always ask if I know that you still love me. Like you need to reassure yourself that I don't hate you. And I could never hate you, really."

Harry bit his lip and studied the smaller man beside him. "Well...maybe subconsciously. But deep down I know you could never hate me. You've tried before." He chuckled and Louis blushed. "So, yeah. I know that our feelings are mutual. I love you so much, Louis. I will always love you."

"And I love you too, daddy. Forever. But are you done sleeping? So we can do something?"

"Yeah. Let's go mess with the others."

THIS IS HELLA SHORT

IDEK WHERE I WAS GONNA GO WITH THIS WHEN I STARTED IT :/

oh well :)

~madz

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