Daddy.// Larry Stylinson.

19

Harry was still asleep while Louis was awake and meddling in the kitchen. He wanted to make breakfast for Harry but his nerves were on edge. He had heard what Harry said last night and he hadn't been able to stop thinking about it in the best way possible.

He had worried that he'd fall for Harry and Harry wouldn't return the feelings but here Harry was saying those three words. It had Louis's heart racing.

He stopped walking around the huge kitchen and decided there was something more important than breakfast right now.

He was only wearing a sweater that Harry had bought him. It was warm in the house which made it the perfect thing to walk around naked from the waist down in. He knew Harry loved the sweater which would make it perfect to wake Harry up in so Louis could talk to him.

Harry was on his stomach with his hands tucked under the pillow. The blanket was barely covering his ass. He looked absolutely beautiful to Louis especially with the way the sun was peering in the room making Harry's skin sparkle. The one thing that Louis had learned over his short time with Harry is that he was a very deep sleeper most of the time so Louis would really have to work to get him to wake up.

He turned around against the door way and slid the sweater down his shoulders a bit showing off some of his stag tattoo. He leaned against the door way with oe arm and crossed his left ankle over his right one. He moved his right arm back to lay across his ass a bit. He definitely wasn't the most seductive person but he knew it would work with Harry.

"Daddy? Can you wake up for a second?" Louis asked.

It was weird talking to Harry facing the other direction but Louis knew the sight of his ass in the sweater Harry loved would be enough to get the boy sitting up. And also to get him out of bed. Louis giggled at his own perverted joke.

"Daddy? I tried making breakfast but I don't know what I'm doing." Louis lied, "But I want to talk to you about something important."

He heard a yawn behind him and tried to prepare himself for the reaction he was going to get.

"Baby? What's going-holy fuck."

Louis peered over his shoulder and giggled.

Harry was sitting up on his side. His hair was a mess and he was still sleepy but the look on his face was priceless. With his wide eyes and dropped jaw, Louis knew the sweater thing worked. So he spun around to stare at Harry allowing the older man to see the front of him without the sweater covering it.

"Jesus." Harry gulped, "Not that I mind getting woken up for this but what's going on, baby?"

Louis sighed and walked over to get into the bed. Harry instantly reached out to grab onto Louis's thigh. He ran his hand up and down it sending shivers through Louis's entire body.

"I wanted to talk to you about something." Louis said, snuggling closer.

"What is, baby? You okay?"

Louis tossed his leg over Harry's waist and reached out to run his fingers through Harry's ever growing and always shiny hair, "I uh-heard what you said last night."

Harry's eyes widened, "Oh. Uh-Louis, don't feel obligated to say it back. I don't want to rush you but it's just how I feel and I wanted to tell you and I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me."

Louis frowned before leaning in and kissing him, "I'm not leaving you, daddy. I just wanted to tell you that you know-I love you too.I kind of figured it'd happen but always afraid to feel it because I thought you wouldn't feel the same. I thought it'd always be about the money and the spoiling for you."