Saving Him ≫ Harcel

♡ C h a p t e r 1 3 ♡

After the boys finished breakfast, Louis took Marcel and guided him to his bed room for them to get dressed. After all, they had a big day planned and he was excited. Slinking his arm around Marcel's waist, his stomach fluttered. Whenever Louis made contact with Marcel, it had this effect. Just the sight of Marcel's gorgeous green eyes could still get his heart racing, and he knew there was no one he'd rather spend a day with. 

No one he'd rather spend any amount of time with.

Louis loved his Marcel, and today he planned to show it. 

"Lou, can we stop at my house before we go anywhere? I need to get a change of clothes and stuff..." Marcel felt bad asking Louis to take him home, but he knew he didn't fit into any of Louis' clothes, and he wanted to make sure he looked sexy for their day out. Louis smiled down at him and shut the door to his bedroom. 

"I've already prepared for that, babe. Come over here." Louis walked Marcel to his closet and continued talking. "The other night while you were asleep, I came to your house and asked your mom if I could take some of your clothes. She was kinda confused at first, but when I explained that none of my clothes fit you and you stay over a lot, she helped me and let me take some of your clothes out of the dryer in the laundry room. I hope that's not too creepy..." Louis grimaced because he didn't mean to tell that to Marcel, but Marcel thought it was super cute that his boyfriend could be so thoughtful. 

"Not creepy at all babe." Marcel planted a sweet kiss on the tip of Louis' nose. "But it does explain where some of my favorite clothes disappeared to. Now." Marcel said, clapping his hands together and rubbing them excitedly. "What options do I have to chose from?"

Louis walked into the closet, and pulled out the suitcase of Marcel's clothing. Folded nicely inside were a selection of some of Marcel's favorite clothies and accessories. Marcel assesed his options, rolling his eyes at all the tight fitting t-shirts and jeans, and then let out a small chuckle.

"You really packed that jacket, Lou?" Marcel asked while picking out his outfit.

"Of course, Tiger! I love that jacket and I won't rest until I see you wear it." Louis walked up behind Marcel and wrapped his arms around his waist, burying his faces in his long curls, and took a long breath in. Louis loved how Marcel smelled, like a god. Marcel's stomach tightened and erupted into butterflies at the way Louis was holding him. He always had this reaction when he was around his love, but who could blame him? His boyfriend was a hot, fit, sex god who just so happened to be super sweet and amazing at the same time.

"I'm gonna go get dressed now babe." Marcel whispered, not yet ready to pull away from his boyfriend's loving embrace. Louis groaned and pulled him closer, still soaking in his scent.

"Mmm but I'm too busy hugging you..." He mumbled, moving his head down to Marcel's neck and leaving small kisses. His lips lowered delicately on each of Marcel's hickies from last night, flicking his tongue over them as he went on to the next. Marcel felt himself sway. Giving himself a moment to fully enjoy Louis' loving touches, he carefully removed his body and turned to kiss him.

"We have a big day planned, love. I don't want to run behind schedule." Grabbing the last of his things, he skipped over to the bathroom to get dressed. While he was gone, Louis zipped up the briefcase and put it in the closet, hoping that someday all of Marcel's clothes could be in his closet. 

And all of his pictures could be on his walls.

And they could be together...

Louis lied himself back on the bed and let his mind wander with fantasies of the two of them living together. Waking up to Marcel's beautiful face every day of the week rather than every weekend. Taking a shower while Marcel made him breakfast every Saturday rather than on special occasions. Driving Marcel to work early in the morning before driving himself. Looking forward to picking Marcel up every day and taking him home. Loving kisses all the time. Making him dinner. Taking long baths with Marcel after long days at work. Making love in a bed they shared. Adopting children...

"How do I look?"

Louis shook himself from his thoughts and stood up to look at his boyfriend. Marcel was wearing tight white skinny jeans with tears in all the right places, a black Nirvana t-shirt, black converse, some bracelets, and Louis' favorite jacket. Louis was barely able to hold himself back from jumping this poor boy who was still rambling on about it.

"-it's not what I usually wear, but I thought I would mix it up a little and you really like this jacket so-" Louis cut him off with a kiss. Marcel practically melted in the arms of his love, mildly satisfied with the outfit he chose. Louis lips were gentle and loving at first, but the spaces of exposed skin on Marcel's legs excited him, probably more than they should. Louis placed his hand firmly on the small of Marcel's back and pulled him tightly into himself, flicking his tongue on Marcel's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Marcel instantly opened his mouth and deepened the kiss, letting himself taste his boyfriend. The two continued like this for a few minutes until Marcel pulled back, out of breath and blushing.

"You should get ready too Lou..." Marcel smiled at his boyfriend, slipping out of his hold. Louis was disappointed for a moment, until Marcel slid up behind Louis and wrapped his arms around his bare chest and buried his face in his back. Louis smiled and grabbed his clothes out of the closet. His boyfriend was being awfully affectionate this morning. This fact made Louis even more excited for the day ahead of them. 

I know I've been putting this book off guys, I'm really sorry. Their date is in the next chapter and then after that is when the story ACTUALLY starts. Love ya! Comment "Harry fucking tops" if you actually read this. :)