Youtubers [larry au] (boyxboy)

Chapter 27

"Danny is delicious."

"I'm getting jealous over here, love."

Louis and Harry were watching Grease on Netflix in Harry's bedroom. The popcorn bowl they had brought up from the kitchen was on the night stand, and the smaller bowl of candy was beside it. They had a thick blanket wrapped around them, Harry wearing his white t-shirt and his pair of blue boxers whilst Louis wore a thick comfy sweater and some black tight briefs (all leant from his boyfriend, of course).

Louis wanted to watch Grease, and Harry didn't argue... even though it was known to him that his boy had watched that movie a million times. Harry hadn't though, and could barely remember the one time he saw the movie when he was ten years of age. It wasn't interesting at the time, and for some reason he just hated musicals. His boyfriend  loved them though. It was adorable to watch him sing the songs, surprising at first because he knew all the words, and so endearing to see him this giddy.

Harry sighed happily, and put his arm around Louis' body to bring him closer. He smelled like strawberries... yummy strawberries, and a bit like popcorn too.

"Gosh, Danny... fuck me."

Well, the thing was that Louis kept rambling on and on about how hot Danny was, and it made him a tiny bit jealous (yes, pathethic). It was absolute torture, especially when Louis didn't really pay attention to him who was sat beside him, rather to the stylish boy in the movie who was apparently worhy to drool over.

"Fuck me in the ass," Louis groaned again when Danny ran after Sandy at the end whilst singing 'the one that I want', "Danny, please."

"Excuse me?" Harry huffed, poking the older boy's collarbone, "I'm your boyfriend!"

"So?" Louis smirked as he watched, and glanced at Harry as a giggle left his mouth, "I need a man like him to fuck me, not younger boys-"

"Oh baby," Harry interrupted with his husky voice, grinning michievously, "you seemed to be loving how I fucked you by the sounds of your loud screams."

"I did not!" Louis gasped, and pushed Harry away from him when Danny came to view again, "god, I've always had a huge crush on him."

Harry pouted, bringing his knees up to his face, "he's old now, though."

"I want younger John Travolta to fuck me then," Louis shot back, and laughed at Harry's annoyed expression, "what is it, love? Getting a bit heated, aren't you?"

"No!" Harry was jealous, yes, but definitely not that jealous. "He's not even that hot."

"What!?" Louis shook his head, and crawled over to Harry on his hands and knees... and okay, what a sight. He tried so badly not to imagine him on his hands and knees, begging and moaning to be fucked by Harry, who would just tease him and keep him on the edge- "you're crazy and definitely jealous!"

Harry shook his head, the dirty thoughts leaving his head when at his boyfriend's loud voice, but it definitely didn't help when he saw Louis on top of him (leaning on his hands), licking his lips with a smirk. "You're so jealous!"

"No," Harry sighed, and brought Louis down so he landed on top of him with an 'oof' sound, "I just want your attention," he whispered honestly, and brushed his fingers through Louis' hair while his other hand stroke his baby's back, "you haven't paid attention to me the whole movie, and I just want to cuddle you."

Louis made a content sound when he felt Harry's fingers stroking his tummy under his sweater, and nodded in response to what his bigger boy said with a laugh. "Gosh, I actually feel better with knowing that I'm not the only one in this relationship constantly wanting attention."