Conversation of emotion (Baby Boy)

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The next morning, Louis woke up with Harry in his arms. The boy's head was resting on his chest as he was still holding his teddy bear. Louis looked at the smaller lad before quietly and gently stepping out of his bed.

He tip-toed out of the room after grabbing his jumper and walked down the stairs. He went to the kitchen to make himself some coffee before Harry woke up.

He didn't know if the boy was still little or if he felt big again, but he wanted to be ready nevertheless.

So he sat down against the bar and fished his phone out of his pocket, not knowing what else to do. He called his secretary and told her that he wasn't coming to work today because of personal reasons.

The only reason was Harry, but she didn't need to know that.

Louis felt the need to take care of the boy again today. Like, fill his beaker with apple juice and watch Disney films all day long.

Only this was not the plans Harry had for today.

The young boy walked into the kitchen with a bright blush on his face, hair messy, eyes glassy and lips pouty. He wasn't carrying his stuffie and his dummy was gone as well.

''Good morning, little one,'' Louis said, excitement in his voice.

He went to lift Harry up, but the boy stepped back and blushed an even darker colour of red.

''I uhm, I'm kinda big again?'' He scratched out, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

Louis dropped his arms and sighed, walking back to the barstool.

''There's coffee in the thermos if you want a cup.'' He grumbled and opened Instagram.

Harry nodded and poured the steaming drink into a shiny white cup before sitting down in front of Louis without saying a single word.

''So... Harry about yesterday I-''

''The weather's nice today! Can I go and have a walk with Niall today? To talk about what happened at the party?'' Harry cut his dominant off, causing the man to glare at his sub.

''Sure, Harry. But first, we need to talk about-''

''You know, I have always hated autumn and winter. It's so cold and all that. Like when your coat doesn't feel comfortable anymore because of your jumper? That's so bad, man. I hate that.''

''Right. I just wanted to say that when you're little I-''

''Or when your scarf is being mean and won't wrap around your throat like you want to and you almost end up choking yourself. I don't like that either. And your ears are always red and your nose too by the way! They hurt really much when it's winter.'' Harry nodded, almost as if he was confirming his own rant.

''Harry, let me speak now. I want to say th-''

''Did you know that the earth is actually the closest to the sun when it's winter? Isn't that weird though, like it's all cold on earth when it should actually be feeling like summer, right?''

Louis rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw as Harry kept on rambling. The dom's hands balled into fists and he hardened his glare on Harry.

''So, if you live in like... Australia, it's winter there when it's summer here, isn't it? And if you would-''

''Shut the fuck up for God's sake!'' Louis suddenly yelled, slamming his fist onto the bar.

Harry flinched and glared back at Louis. ''No, I'm just trying to make small talk!''