Hold me close {{Larry one-shots and drabbles}}[ON HOLD]

Larry fluff

The first time they kissed Harry had pulled back way too fast, his hand coming to rest on Louis’s chest, “I can’t- I don’t know.”

“It’s okay, “he says and strokes Harry’s jaw, his fingers light on Harry’s skin. Harry’s face scrunches up, his eyebrows furrowed in determination and he leans in back again, hands circling around Louis’s neck and pulling him in too.

“I want to kiss you,” he says before he’s crashing his lips against Louis’s. It’s impatient, it’s messy and nowhere near the ‘gentle, slow’ first kisses Louis had heard about, but that makes it even better. Louis lets Harry take control, allowing the younger boy to nibble at his bottom lip maddeningly, his tongue tracing Louis’s lips until Louis lets him in.

They pull back after what seems like hours, their breaths coming in pants. Harry looks smug, his green eyes brighter and his lips swollen and red and Louis just wants to bite them-again.

“I thought you didn’t know how to kiss?” Louis asks as he pulls Harry into his arms. Harry folds himself against Louis’s side and Louis’s heart sort of, stops beating. He loves the boy so fucking much and he kisses Harry again, softer this time just because he can.

“I’m a quick learner, “ Harry says cheekily as they break apart, looking insanely proud of himself and if they kissed again because Louis thinks Harry looks just irresistible when he does that no one needs to know.

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