night shift // l.s.

fifty three

i feel like yall arent interested in this.

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"louis?"

no answer.

"louis, babe," harry frowned and turned the light on. the pregnant man covered his head with his pillow and didn't respond, burrowing himself back into his hole and snuggled deeper into the bed.

harry sighs and lays behind him, propping himself on one arm as he uses the other to move louis' pillow. "baby, honey, please."

"no," louis says softly.

"i know you're upset," harry says. "but please come downstairs, niall and zayn wanna see you."

louis shakes his head. "i'm surprised they can even look at me the same, haz. i'm not leaving this room. not now, not ever."

harry chews on his lip and strokes his hair. "i know. i understand you feel that way but please just come. for tonight, we were thinking about ordering takeout and watching reruns of beavis and butthead," he finally lays back down and cuddled up against louis' back. "please, prince?"

louis closes his eyes and shakes his head. "i-i can't."

"you can," harry assures and wraps his arms around him. "i know you can."

louis whimpered against his pillow. "i killed him," he hiccuped. "i thought we were okay."

"easy," harry crooned while he propped himself up. "i know you're upset, lou. and i know this has to be hard on you, but you can not work yourself up over this. it's not good to be stressed, love. raven still has another two months to bake."

"so? i want her here now," louis wiped his bleary eyes. "i want my baby."

harry kissed his head. "i do too, and we have her right here," he places a hand on his stomach.

louis sniffled and rolled over, snuggling into harry's chest. "am i a bad person?"

"you don't have an evil bone in your body," harry frowned. "if you're a bad person over this, then i should be hit with the death penalty for how many times i have killed someone."

"but that's your job," louis tried to argue.

"and?" harry rubs his back. "your job as a parent is to protect and take care of your children, right?"

"well, yeah.."

"alright then. you did the right thing, lou. i promise. i was gonna do it if you couldn't, so he would have been dead either way," harry says and gives him a small squeeze. "do you want to take a shower with me? it'll relax your muscles, you've been laying in bed all day."

"do i stink?" louis quizzes.

"no," harry chuckles. "just wanna spend more time with you."

louis gives him a suspicious look before slowly raising up. he takes harry's hand and stands with his assistance, collapsing into his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around him.

"mine," louis says and kisses harry's collarbone.

"forever," harry promises and rubbed his back. "do you want pajamas?"

"your plaid ones," the pregnant man hums and he grabs two towels from the hallway closet, placing them in the bathroom. his lover grabs their clothes and runs the shower, pulling louis' shirt off slowly.

"i can't wait to marry you," he says. "and spend the rest of my life with you."

louis blushes and tugs on harry's belt loops. "same here, babe, i'm pretty excited."