"You should've thought about that before you asked me to be your sugar baby!?"
"How am I supposed to break it to you I have kids?!... oh yeah I'm looking for a sugar baby but I have an ex wife and 2 kids"
"Yeah it's that simple"
Or the one where...
"Are you okay?" Harry says his hand on his shoulder. "You scared me" Louis coughs.
"I thought you were having a seizure or something" Harry chuckles. "No I was stretching" Louis giggles and pops his arms hitting Harrys groin in the process.
Harry yelps hunching foward. "Oops...I'm sorry" Louis says biting back....laughter?
"Kiss it better" Harry pouts. "Hmm... no but we need get up so we can pick up our kids from your moms" Louis tilts his head.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Harry sighs when Louis stands up, before falling back onto the mattress
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Louis shakes his head before brushing his teeth, Harry's pink brush next to his orange one. "We leave for the states soon." Harry mutters.
"Mhm" Louis hums turning to lean against the counter. "What're you excited for" he yawns.
Louis spits into the sink. "The food" He says and Harry lets out a quiet laugh. "Well I heard america has a lot of greasy foods...so probably the driving like on the right side"
"Holy shit you're going to be driving" Harry groans realizing he'd promise Louis he could drive the Maserati in the states. "Exactly" Louis puts his toothbrush back on the counter.
"You know I still have this in me" Louis says bending over slightly the new red gem between his splotchy red cheeks.
Harry hums with a sleepy smirk, his hand squeezing Louis bare cheek. "We made sweet music last night" Harry's digit runs down his inner thigh over a trail of hickies.
"I know I hope these heal by the time we leave" Louis says sitting the plug onto the night stand.
"Why I'm the only one whose going to see them" Harry says leaning onto his elbow. "S'true" Louis shrugs.
"But get up I'm sure Anne's got the kids ready." Louis says twirling a strand of hair around his finger. "So we should get up....you should get up"
