Larry One-Shots and Sickfics

Bad Cold-Louis (Part 2)

Okay, I wasn't planning on making a second part, but it was requested by @stckholmlilo so, here you go.  I hope you like it! :)

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Harry awoke to bright sunlight filtering in through the window, warming his face. He nuzzled his face into Louis's hair and breathed in his scent, his arms wrapped around his small frame as they cuddled in bed. He frowned as he felt the heat radiating from Louis's body, and suddenly, he remembered: Louis was sick.

As quickly as he could without disturbing the sleeping boy, Harry jumped out of bed and closed the blinds on the window, trying to block out any possible light he could to not worsen Louis's migraine. He then refilled Louis's glass of water and placed some more pills for him on his bedside table within reach so that Louis could take them as soon as he woke. Feeling satisfied, he decided to take a quick shower while Louis was still asleep.

About twenty minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, dressed and fully ready for the day. He glanced over at the bed and saw Louis sitting up, propped up on pillows with his eyes closed, his glass of water half-finished and his pills gone.

Harry lifted the covers and got into bed beside him, reaching out a hand to gently brush Louis's slightly sweaty hair from his eyes.

"How are you feeling, baby?" Harry questioned. "Any better?"

Louis just shrugged, slowly opening his eyes. "Thanks," he said, gesturing to the nightstand where Harry had left him some meds.

"No problem, boo," he said.

"I'm waiting for the decongestants to kick in. I can't breathe," Louis said stuffily.

Harry nodded. "How's your head?"

"Pounding," he answered simply. "The pills have helped a little bit, though."

Harry leaned over and placed a quick kiss to Louis's forehead, making Louis smile.

"How about some breakfast?" Harry asked.

Louis shook his head.

"Why not? You need to eat something."

"My throat hurts and the pain in my head is making my stomach queasy.

"Hmm," said Harry. "How about some toast and tea? Just try to eat a little bit, yeah?"

Louis sighed, "Okay."

Harry's face brightened and he smiled. "Alright. I'll be back in a flash," he said getting up and making his way downstairs.

It wasn't long before he was back, carrying a tray loaded with tea and toast for the both of them to share. He set the tray on the bedside table before crawling under the covers. He looked over at Louis and noticed that he had fallen asleep.

"Lou. Babe. Wake up. I've got breakfast," he said softly, gently shaking his shoulder.

Louis groaned and rubbed his eyes. He slowly sat up and Harry reached over and fluffed some pillows behind him to make him more comfortable. He then reached over and grabbed the tray, placing it in front of Louis.

"Breakfast is served!" he said cheerily.

Louis smiled. "You're such a dork. I love you."

Harry beamed. "I love you, too. Now, dig in!"

Louis hesitantly nibbled some toast and sipped his tea, and after a few bites, he noticed that it didn't seem to upset his stomach, so he began taking bigger bites. Soon, they had finished off their meal, both of them being satisfied.

"Feeling any better now that you've eaten?" Harry asked.

"Actually, yes," said Louis, giving Harry a peck on the cheek. "Thanks for breakfast. It was lovely."

"No problem, boo," he said, taking the tray and placing it back on the bedside table, making a mental note to put it away later.

Just then, Louis's phone began ringing, making him sigh.

"Here, hand it to me, babe," Harry offered, knowing his sick boyfriend wasn't in the mood to talk on the phone.

Louis handed it over and Harry answered it with a polite, "Hello?"

"Harry? I thought I called Lou," Niall's loud voice sounded through the phone, making Harry glad he had answered, knowing that the noise would only worsen Louis's headache if he had answered.

"You did, but I answered instead," he answered simply.

"Um, okay. Liam and I were wondering if you guys wanted to go out today and do something since we have the day off," Niall said.

"Uh, I think we'll have to take a rain check on that, Niall. Louis's feeling a bit under the weather," Harry answered, earning a laugh from Niall from his use of puns.

"Aww, that's too bad. How is he?" he said, once he stopped laughing.

"He's alright. Just a bad cold and a migraine."

"That's rough. Well, tell him I hope he feels better soon. Let us know if you two need anything, alright?" he questioned.

"Of course, Niall. Talk to you later," Harry said.

"Bye," Niall said before ending the call.

Harry handed the phone back to Louis, who placed it back on his bedside table.

"Was he loud enough that you caught all that, or do I need to repeat any of it?" Harry asked.

Louis chuckled, then coughed, Harry reaching over to rub his back. Once he caught his breath, he answered, "No, I got it all."

"So, how about we watch a movie and cuddle?"

"Sounds good to me," Louis said, smiling.

Harry got up and put a movie on before getting back into bed and cuddling up with Louis, his arms wrapped protectively around the small boy. Harry secretly liked it when Louis was ill, because it allowed him to be the dominant one for a short time. He liked to take care of his boobear and to be the big spoon every once in a while.

The two boys laid around in bed all day, talking, cuddling, watching movies, and sometimes napping. They enjoyed their day off and each other's company, even though Louis wasn't feeling his best. That night, they went to bed early so Louis could rest, and he felt much better in the morning, causing the Irish lad to cash in on his rain check as the four boys spent the day shopping and having fun before their concert that evening.

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Alright!  There you go!  I hope it was good and that you all enjoyed it.  Please vote and comment!