optional // l.s.

thirty one

remember when i said this book wouldn't exceed 30 chapters? yeah, me too.

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louis was in heaven.

he woke up to a head full of wild hair brushed against his face and a beautiful man sleeping soundly against him. harry had his arms wrapped tightly around louis as if he were afraid to let go. his plump red lips were parted and soft, almost inaudible snores escaped him as he held his world against his chest. his long lashes lay against his cheeks like feathers and louis wondered how he got so lucky.

the small boy did not dare to get up. he didn't want to wake the sleeping beauty beside him. the night before wore the both of them out. harry got late night snacks involving ice cream and fruit. louis' small bowl of sugar he used to dip his strawberries in still sat on the nightstand, with the bottle of lube and empty box of condoms laying next to it. well, almost empty. there was maybe three left.

he wiggled as carefully as he could to lay on his back and rested his boyfriend's head on his naked chest. hot puffs of harry's breath coated his skin, giving him goosebumps upon goosebumps. he really loved this man and wouldn't trade a damn thing for him.

"baby," harry mumbled. "'m cold."

"sorry," louis whispered and pulled the blanket over harry's back. "there you go, love."

"thanks," harry says and snuggles more against him. he presses a gentle kiss to his chest and yawns. "what time is it?"

"dunno," louis yawns. "maybe like nine?"

harry nods. "sleep for a few more hours."

"but i have to pee," louis pouts. "and i'ma need your help getting up."

"i can get you up, alright," harry smirks and louis whimpered. his morning voice was so deep and raspy that louis almost got a boner from it.

"get up," the smaller boy whined. harry groaned and rolled off of him, laying on his back. louis sits up carefully, wincing as he did so and stretched. harry smiled softly at him, rubbing away the sleep from his eyes. he helps louis up and to the bathroom and brushes his teeth while the boy wees. then vice versa.

"can we just have a lazy day?" louis asks after spitting out some toothpaste.

"i'm down," harry shrugs and flushes, waiting for louis to finish brushing his teeth before he washed his hands.

louis leaned up against the sink and harry wrapped his arms around him, pressing little kisses between his shoulderblades.

"you're so handsome," harry says. "my pretty boy."

louis hums and turns around, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "thank you."

harry bumps their noses before giving him a kiss. "are you hungry?"

"not really," louis says. "i just woke up."

"well, can we go cuddle some more?"

"of course."

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"are you sure you are my father?" louis raises an eyebrow. "you're like twice the size you were when i last saw you and- and actually have facial hair now!" he gasps. "you're a real man!"

his father purses his lips and just shakes his head. "you really are something else, louis," he comments. louis chuckled and brushed his shirt off, sitting in the chair before him. his dad sat across from him and placed his elbows on the cold oak table, leaning forward. louis ignored the creak from the wood and gently bounced his leg, wishing harry could be in the room with him. harry actually had to go to work but he dropped louis off at the rehab when he went on his lunch.