Kitten Loves Cuddles [Larry Stylinson/L.S. Fan fiction/Mpreg]

Chapter 4

[A/N]: And I'm back. xx

Once Harry carried his hybrid into his bedroom, he laid him down and said, "Undress, I'll lend you something to wear," as he went to his closet and took one of his comfortable jumpers then kept it in front of him on the bed.

Louis crawled over to the jumper while looking down at it then took a sniff and swooned when he realized that it smelt like his master. He got up and immediately undressed in front of him with no shame.

When Harry turned around, he jumped and said, "Kitten, you were supposed to –" but when he looked at his almost naked frame with the black panties hugging his curved, tanned body and his bare, delicate chest that he just wants to hold close.

He felt like he couldn't speak.

Louis turned around in curiosity with his kitten ears resting on the side in fear that he might have upset his master in anything.

Shaking his head, he said with a smile, "It's alright, you can... go ahead," and turned around then started undressing himself in front of the hybrid until he was only wearing his boxers.

The kitten blushed when he watched his master undressing and seeing his back muscles flex, but the best part was his tattoos. He doesn't understand the reason why but he found every ink on his skin attractive.

'Pretty' is the word that he likes to describe it.

When he realized that he was done, the hybrid turned around and started to wear his jumper that smelt like him. He was honestly scared that he was going to get attached to his master so quickly in such a short period of time.

Harry turned around in only his boxers and said, "Let's brush our teeth, I have an extra toothbrush you could use," and went to the toilet with the kitten following behind.

After they had been done brushing their teeth, they went into the bedroom and got under the covers.

Mr. Cuddles was being cuddled by the kitten who was looking at his master who seemed so lost in thought, and he desperately wanted to know what was on his mind.

Harry was staring at the ceiling with one hand behind his head and the other on the sheets. He had his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed that the hybrid was getting curious by the second.

Sneakily, Louis took one of his hands and cuddled into his side while looking up at him with a sweet smile.

That alone made Harry break out of his thoughts and look down at the kitten with a smile on his lips that resulted into his dimples showing.

Louis cocked his head to the side and poked one of his dimples then eyes widened when it disappeared. He poked again gently in hopes for the dimple to appear again but it didn't, and there's a reason behind it.

The reason is that Harry's eyes were following his movements slowly with so much fond that he couldn't help but kiss his pointer finger which made the kitten blush.

After realizing what he did and saw the way the kitten's ears were perking up in curiosity, he gave him a smile and said, "You have a lovely finger," and his dimples popped out again.

Louis being the naïve kitten he was, smiled and leaned down to kiss his dimple that decided to show up finally.

Harry had to take a deep breath to refrain himself from laughing hard at how adorable his hybrid is. He decided to change the topic and said, "Go to sleep now, okay?" and closed the lights.

After a few minutes, he heard little whimpers coming out of his kitten's lips and opened the lights again to see him hanging onto him with fear in his eyes.

Harry cooed and whispered, "Kitten... honey, are you scared of the dark?" then brought the covers a bit up and adjusting it to make sure that he was warm enough.

Louis nodded and cuddled into his master's naked chest then shut his eyes while he was being held close which strangely made him feel safe.

When Harry saw him finally asleep, he kissed his forehead and whispered, "Night, kitten," and fell asleep himself.

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The next day came faster than it should, and Harry had tons of things to do. He had to make sure that the kitten was being taken care of by the chief, go to work, get money and go home then work again.

The chief said, "Once he wakes up, I'll make sure that he's well fed, sir."

Harry nodded while he was in his suit and ready to go. He said, "Thank you, I'll leave now, good day," and left.

Outside of his building, there were paparazzi, and he honestly didn't know why would they bother with him. He is only a big CEO and not a Hollywood star.

Once he finally got into the building, he said, "Now, what did I tell you about blocking them out if they arrived? You know how I like my personal space."

One of the workers came up to him and said, "I am so sorry, Mr. Styles, it will never happen again," and gave him his morning coffee along with the morning paper.

The CEO let out a sigh and said, "Thank you," then carefully took a sip of his coffee to see if it was warm enough while making his way to the elevator.

When he got into his office, he started typing away on his laptop and checking his emails as usual. He took a break while the page was loading to check his Instagram notifications and he was surprised by some comments.

People were tweeting non-stop, and they were demanding some explanation about the hybrid part. He shrugged and went to Twitter because he hoped that the situation there was less but then saw himself trending worldwide.

Harry tweeted out, 'Good morning. The weather is oddly pleasant today. xx'

Immediately, everyone was responding by retweeting, liking and tweeting him back the same thing which is:

'Take a selfie with your hybrid.'

'HARRY WHAT FUCKGDSE'

'CAN WE SEE YOUR HYBRID WTF'

Maybe going on Twitter wasn't such a good idea after all.