'I was wondering' Harry asks Louis as they shop for groceries a few days later
'What?' Louis signs back, knowing Harry enjoys their silent conversations, and when Harry smiles at him he knows he's right.
'Am I ever going to be able to bring you on that date?' Harry asks and Louis laughs
'Nope, it's my turn now, you cooked for me last so now it's my turn to take you out' Harry pouts nodding,
'Where are we going?' He asks and Louis grins
'Surprise, but doll yourself up it's fancy'
Harry nods and goes to ask when but Louis cuts him off first
'We can go tonight?' Louis asks and Harry smiles, nodding as they finish up their shopping before returning home.
Harry heads to the kitchen table after putting everything away, bringing his sketchbook along with him. The (possible) sheepdog puppy following along behind him.
They had decided to call the little guy goose, to go along with the bird-themed names and he seemed to have taken to Harry, which made Louis pout.
Harry flipped open his sketchbook and began to draw. Usually, he drew sparrow, she could stand still for him, but now he decided to try and draw Louis, who was watching tv in the next room.
When Louis finally walked into the kitchen and started to make tea, Harry didn't even look up. When Louis placed a cup of hot tea down beside him, leaning forward and placing a hand on Harry's back, making Harry glance up to him.
"Haz, wow, that's beautiful..." he says in a low, awed voice
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Harry smiles and puts the finishing touches on Louis' face, the love clear in every stroke of his pencil as he sketched in his light stubble, the curve of Louis' lips.
When he was done he signed the bottom and smiled at it.
"I mean it Harry, you have serious talent, that's amazing"
Harry blushes and leans up for a kiss, after closing his sketchbook.
When Harry notices it dark outside his eyes widen
'What time is it?' He signs and Louis laughs
"Nearing midnight" Louis responds, looking to the clock. Harry chokes on his tea.
'It's that late?' He signs and Louis nods
"Fancy heading to bed?" He asks Harry nods, stretching. He stands up and heads to the bathroom, completing his night routine, while Louis locks up and heads on to bed.
When harry joins him, he's sitting against the headboard, looking through harry's sketchbook. Harry panics and runs forward, snatching it out of Louis' hands and stuffing it back under the mattress.
