Songs that most likely suit this chapter:
Kiss me: Ed Sheeran
This: Ed Sheeran
Give Me Love: Ed Sheeran
So Far [It's Alright]:The 1975
december 1, 2013
"Lou Lou. Wakey, wakey, boo!"
"No, no. Please let me go to sleep, I don't have work today."
Louis responded weakly as his eyes were failing to be shut tight, wanting to see Harry's face so desperately, but too tired to do so.
Harry giggled but nodded, his nose nuzzling against Louis' shoulder, arms still wrapped protectively around the smaller boy.
"Okay, Lou. When do you want me to wake you up?" He whispered by Louis' ear, sleep infested voices sounding around the room as they both discussed when Louis should be woken up.
"D'you want me to make you a 'cuppa tea?" Harry mumbled against the back of Louis' neck, thumbs brushing against skin.
Louis nodded with an exhausted whine, his body turning to cuddle into Harry's body. "Mm.." he mumbled, his lips pressing against Harry's chest.
Harry chuckled softly and shook his head. "Goin' to have to let go of me so I can make you that tea, lovey."
"Carry me.." Louis breathed out softly as his arms carefully slid around the other's warm neck.
"Alright, flower bud." Harry nodded lazily and threw the covers off of the both of the two boys.
Harry carried Louis and himself off of their bed slowly as Louis' grip tightened around his neck, small, laboured breaths coming out of his nose.
"Louis, where's your inhaler?" Harry mumbled as he crouched down to look at the nightstand.
"Drawer." nodding, Harry opened the drawer of the nightstand, grabbing the small medicine item and then passing it to Louis who quickly presses the item into his mouth.
"There you go, baby," Harry whispered softly as he stood up again and walked out of their bedroom, walking down the stairs as Louis breathed more relaxed.
"Deep breaths for me, love." Harry mumbled again as Louis tried more to breathe. Louis nodded in obedience and did the instructions Harry gave him, Harry's hand brushing over the kitchen counter to examine where he last saw the teapot.
"Cupboard."
"I knew that, shh."
Louis giggled and rolled his eyes while nodding, leaving the inhaler in his mouth as Harry reached his hand up to open the high placed cupboard.
Louis' head then nestled against Harry's shoulder, where Louis was yawning and whining.
"Lovey, I need you to be quiet for me."
Louis nodded lazily and stayed quiet with his best effort as Harry filled the teapot with water and circular tea bags; vanilla flavoured but peppermint scented.
"No."
Louis' hand recoiled as it was curiously wandering about over the stove, almost hitting the heating teapot.
A small 'sorry' was murmured and Harry nodded before leaning against the counter, Louis still curled against his body.
"I love you, Harry. To the second star to the right and back." Louis mumbled lazily as his eyes were still closed.
