This Feels A Lot Like Love

14. Most Nights I Pray For You To Come Home

Harry's eyes moved behind his closed eyelids. He shifted in bed and turned his head to the right. His tongue darted out to lick at salty skin. He hummed, wrapping his arm around a shivering body. The warm body stopped trembling, sinking deeper into the mattress. Harry nuzzled his face closer with tendrils of light hair tickling his face. He blinked rapidly, his eyes adjusting to the morning light.

Harry's face was pressed into Louis' armpit. Harry wrinkled his nose and moved his head to rest on Louis' chest. Louis snuffled in his sleep. His fingertips grazed down Harry's arm, goosebumps crawling on his skin. Harry smiled with his eyes closed. He fell back into a deep slumber, hugging Louis' warm body that much closer.

When Harry woke up again it was to the sound of rushing water. He blinked blearily and stretched his arms above his head. He pulled the duvet off his sticky body and padded to the bathroom. He scratched his navel with lazy fingers. He froze on the spot.

Louis climbed out of the shower, beads of water racing down his chest to pool in his belly button. His thick cock swayed heavily to the left. Harry never thought of cocks as particularly appealing, but all he could think about when he stared at Louis' cock was pretty. Pretty wet head with the perfect amount of girth.

Louis noticed Harry was staring, an amused grin licking his lips. Harry looked up at the ceiling, swallowing thickly. Out of his peripherals, he made out Louis wrapping a fluffy towel around his waist. Louis grabbed the toothpaste and spread mint green paste on his index finger.

"I didn't think you'd be here," Harry breathed out slowly.

Louis' lips quirked. He mumbled around his rubbing finger, "Why not?"

"I don't know." Harry picked up his toothbrush and spread toothpaste onto the bristles. He said, "Maybe 'cause you left the first time around. Figured you'd do the same the second time," before he shoved his toothbrush inside his mouth.

Louis stopped scrubbing his finger across his front teeth. He spat in the sink, looking up to meet Harry's eyes in the reflection. He smiled with foamy mint bubbling on his chin.

"Like I said before, Curly, I'm here. You're not getting rid of me that easily this time around."

A warmth pleasure pooled inside Harry's stomach. It wasn't because of Louis' sweet words, no, far from that, they were simply morning fizziness, whatever that was. Harry spat into the sink. He wiped foam off his tingling lips with the back of his hand. He was acutely aware that Louis was tracking his every movement with sharp eyes.

"First, Harold, now, Curly? What's next, Snow White?"

Louis smiled with his finger inside his mouth. He slowly rolled his shoulders upwards. He bared his teeth and leaned over the sink, Harry admiring his arse discreetly. Louis bounced on the balls of his feet, catching Harry's gaze in the mirror. Harry snapped his eyes back up to Louis' reflection. Louis smirked.

"Guess you'll just have to wait and find out. Although you do look like Snow White, what with the pale skin and bouncy hair and all. Where are your dwarfs, eh?" Louis pulled back the shower curtains, peeking inside. "Where are you keeping them hostage?"

Harry guffawed loudly. He clapped a hand over his mouth, silencing his breathy giggles. Louis stared at Harry with his mouth popped open, his eyes sleepy but otherwise bright. Harry removed his fingers and replaced his hand with his toothbrush again.

"You'll never find them." The side of Harry's foot touched Louis'. "They're hidden in a secret place."

Louis hummed around his finger, popping the digit out of his mouth. A sly smile worked over his face, his eyes fluttering up and down Harry's chest. At Louis' heavy-lidded stare, Harry covered his visible pink nipple. Louis snorted.