Close your eyes before you sleep (by Walking_dreams)

17.

Eventually hunger drives them out of bed, and they barely manage to get dressed, let alone make it to the kitchen, with the way they keep stopping to kiss. When they do make it to the kitchen, Niall is sitting at the table, and gives them a very dirty look.

"Next time you're going to have loud sex, check your phone first," he complains. Louis flushes, a little, but Harry laughs. Niall gets up to make them a cup of tea, though, so he can't be too mad.

"Why?" Harry asks, and pops open the cupboard. "Niall, we have no food. Louis, are you okay with biscuits? Cuz that's all we have."

"I love biscuits," Louis replies.

"Because I left my phone charger on your desk," Niall continues. "And I texted you about this earlier. You stranded me out here."

"Like you haven't had sex while I was home," Harry points out petulantly, and brings Louis a little platter of biscuits. They're the ones with vanilla icing in the middle, excellent.

"I am a virgin," Niall argues back, and the way he cackles after implies the exact opposite.

"Also, I found pumpkin lube in my drawer. Why's that, you suppose?" Harry demands, and levels a teaspoon at him accusingly. Louis bites back a laugh, but there's no stopping the smile on his face as he watches the two of them.

Niall grins. "Finally, I put that in there two weeks ago."

"We had a rule: no pumpkin in this apartment," Harry groans. Louis eats a biscuit to keep from giggling. His boyfriend is so adorable when he's like this, and he gets a little thrill out of thinking the word boyfriend.

"It's festive," Niall retorts, pouring two cups of tea. "The spirit of autumn." He hands Louis the cup, producing a little pitcher of cream and some sugar.

"I hate autumn," Harry complains, but he smiles at Louis.

"No, you don't," Louis interjects.

"Fine, fall's not so bad," Harry concedes. He smirks, then, and Louis groans, having already figured out what's coming next. "It's when I fell for you, Lou."