LOUIS: "Where do you think you're going with that? Hand it over," Louis demands, holding his hands out for you to place the laundry basket in them. "You're kidding, right?" you question, raising an eyebrow at him. "Not even a little bit. Give it to me," he states, now reaching over and just taking the basket from your arms. "You shouldn't be carrying heavy things in your fragile state." "You cannot be serious right now. My fragile state?? It's not even that heavy!" "Doesn't matter. That's my baby in there - it's your job to take care of it and it's my job to take care of you. So just let me take care of you." You smile at this, dropping the argument right then and there because you'd have to be pretty heartless not to be touched by those words. Instead, you smile gratefully and let him do the laundry for you.
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Wherever You Are
FanfictionWherever You Are is going o be a book full of imagines, *Sexual Content* there is some BoyXBoy stuff going on so if you don't like that kind of stuff please don't read and please don't hate on any of my work. thank you. if you would like an imagine...
