Fireproof

"Why can't you come in with me?" Louis pouts as they pull into the parking lot of the Dental office. He's so cute when he pouts, looking as if he is the 18 year old boy that Harry fell in love with all those years ago, and not a 27 year old man that is scared to go to the dentist. Harry swears he is aging backwards somehow.

"They won't let me back in the actual room. You are just going for a cleaning and whitening. You'll be fine, I promise. I will be right back here to pick you up," Harry reasons, thumb coming up to his husband's lips, pulling his pout down a bit before releasing it.

"What are you gonna do while I'm in there?" Louis asks, eyes falling down to Harry's painted nails. Louis very carefully painted them a few days ago. Some are pink while others are black, at Harry's request, of course. Harry loves it when Louis paints his nails, given that Louis was the person to encourage him to paint them in the first place. It has become a ritual of sorts for them, Louis painting them at least once a week while they are together. Harry enjoys those little moments the most. The moments in between breaths when they can just be them and be together without someone watching their every move.

"I'm gonna go down to the George Michael collection being displayed at Christie's Hq. It's right down the street. I won't be far," Harry tells him, pointing in the direction of the gallery. Louis' blue eyes follow his hand for a brief moment, then his small hand comes up to nervously fix his fringe. If it wasn't for the scruff on his face, Harry would think they were transported back to 2011. He is letting his hair grow out because Harry is, just like last time. Louis will never admit it, but he thinks it makes Harry feel more comfortable about his growing curls. It does, to be honest. People can be mean, especially when it is at that awkward length between short and long. Louis loves him regardless of hair length though, always saying that it is his hair, and he will support him with whatever his decision is. Harry loves him so much for that, his heart aches.

"Is that open to the public?" Louis asks, eyes wide with surprise. Harry doesn't typically like to go to public places, disliking the random people that film him or take pictures of him without his permission, but Harry wants to today.

"Yup," Harry responds, popping the 'p', with a smirk. Louis narrows his eyes at him, probably putting the pieces together in his very intelligent brain. Fuck. Harry loves his brain. The man is brilliant. The way his mind works most days has Harry awestruck. He has no idea how he was able to snag such a beautiful and brilliant man, but he did. He counts his lucky stars every single day.

"You want them to know?" Louis accuses, eyes lighting up with the statement while pointing at Harry, his sleeves falling over his hands, making sweater paws that Harry just finds so damn endearing. Harry can feel the blush rising on his cheeks, and he has no idea why. He is not a blushing schoolboy, and they do this shit all the time. They hint to their fans just enough to let them know that they are still together and going strong. Mostly little things, like sharing revenue with a very popular Youtuber within the fandom or pausing before Louis' solo in If I Could Fly on tour. Not enough so that everyone knows, since they aren't allowed to come out yet, but enough for the true fans to understand.

"Can't have people 'un-larrying' can we?" Harry responds with another smirk, using Twitter language that he knows Louis understands. He always chuckles at tweets regarding people that 'unlarry' calling them weak. Harry tends to agree, but never says it on his public Twitter account.

"You spend too much time on stan Twitter." The giggle that escapes Louis' lips makes Harry's cock stir in his loose fitting joggers. Louis has no room to talk; they both spend more time on 'stan' Twitter than they do on their actual Twitter pages, Louis opting to get on more than Harry. Harry just finds he prefers stan Twitter. While people are still pretty toxic, he follows all of the 'larrie' accounts so his timeline is full of love and cute manips from their creative fans. They have even read a few fanfictions about themselves. It was weird at first, but they quickly got into them, discovering that it turned them on and gave them ideas.