Larry Stylinson Smut and One Shots

*Show You How Much You Mean To Me*

Harry loved Louis. Loved the way the man's blue eyes lit up at the smallest things. He loved how Louis looked so innocent in the morning. With his messy hair, raspy morning voice, and bright blue-grey eyes. He loved the way when Louis was trying to be mad at Harry but he did something silly and Louis' eyes scrunched up and the corners of his pursed lips turned upwards. He loved when Louis tried to cook for him when, in all honesty, the Doncaster boy could burn ice. He loved how Louis put all his emotions into the songs that he sang. Whether he was just belting out a random tune in the shower or performing on stage. He loved when Louis got horny in his sleep. The boy would start to grind on Harry's leg and he would watch his love for a couple minutes before finally helping him out. He loved Louis' blissed out face. When those blue eyes would roll back in his head as an orgasm ripped through Louis' body. Louis' whole body would go ridged and he would let out the cutest yet sexiest whine that Harry had ever heard and it had him cumming in seconds. But there was one thing Harry hated about Louis. He hated how his boyfriend always put himself down. Bashing his eye colour and little tummy and thighs and butt and everything about him. It drove Harry insane that Louis couldn't see just beautiful he was. One day Harry had been out with the other boys. Louis had stayed behind because he had some things to take care off. Harry walked back into the hotel room and first thing he saw was Louis standing in front of the full length mirror. He set the bags down silently as he watched Louis carefully, still hidden from view.

"Why does he love me? I'm fat and ugly. He deserves better." Louis said to himself, looking down at his exposed stomach. He was standing in nothing but his boxers and pointing out every single flaw to himself. He rested his hands over his small tummy and seconds later his tan hands were covered by pale ones. Louis looked up and was met with the reflection of Harry behind his own. He locked eyes with Harry and swallowed thickly.

"You're not ugly or fat. You're perfect." Harry whispered and turned the boy around. He looked down at him as he walked them backwards towards the bed. Louis' hands hung limply by his sides.

"How much did you hear?" He asked softly and nervously ran his tongue over his bottom lip. Harry watched his tongue before his eyes flickered up to meet Louis'.

"Everything." He whispered and gently pushed Louis back onto the bed, hovering over him. Louis looked up at Harry with wide and almost innocent eyes.

"Y-you weren't..." He started but Harry cut him off before he could continue.

"But I did. You're the most beautiful being on this earth and tonight I'm going to show you." Harry whispered and captured Louis' lips with his own, kissing him slowly and lovingly. Louis hesitated for a second but soon started to kiss back with the same passion that Harry had. Harry pulled back from the kiss and Louis' eyes fluttered open, staring up at him. Harry admired the way Louis' eyes sparkled with innocence and nervousness. They'd made love a lot of times but something felt different about tonight.

"Harry..." Louis barely whispered and Harry covered his boyfriend's mouth with his hand.

"Don't speak. Tonight I'm gonna show you exactly what you mean to me." Harry whispered. "Gonna tell you everything I love about you." Louis swallowed thickly and Harry smiled, kissing his forehead. Harry brought his hand up and gently brushed it over Louis' cheekbone. He moved forward and let his lips lightly brush against Louis' forehead. "I love the way your forehead creases when you raise your eyebrows." He murmured and let his lips move to place a gentle kiss to the corner of Louis' eye. "I love the way your eyes crease when you laugh or smile. I love the way your eyes light up whenever you get happy. Your beautiful eyes go from a steely grey to an oceanic blue." Harry breathed and Louis blushed, looking away from Harry. Harry smiled softly and pressed a kiss to his nose. He continued across Louis' face, whispering about how Louis' smile lights up his world. When Harry started to kiss his neck Louis let out a soft moan.