if i could fly // larry stylinson oneshots

casual stylinson mornings

harry's pov

i wake up to the sun burning against my eyelids, causing me to open them, blinking a few times to get used to the giant ball of flames. i look over to my side and see louis cuddled against my side, his head on my chest. i gently pick his head up and lay it down on his pillow. i start to get up and get ready by grabbing joggers and putting on my gucci slides, leaving a t-shirt off because it's my house. i brush my teeth and head downstairs to prepare breakfast for me and my lover.

i get downstairs and tell my amazon echo to play the neighbourhood lightly and start getting out ingredients for pancakes. i get the water, pans, and oil ready. as i closely watch the pancakes, i get out the other things i want to make like eggs, bacon, and plates to throw all the products on.

i flip the pancakes and start working with the bacon and eggs. i prep the plates with paper towels so the grease from everything doesn't stick and i have to handwash the dishes because no thank you.

after about 30 minutes, i had finished cooking everything and decided to make tea for louis and pour myself a glass of orange juice. when i went to reach for the coffee so i could put it into the machine, i found myself restricted due to arms around my waist.

"morning sun," louis says, calling me a nickname that'll never be released to the public.

"good morning, petal," i reply, turning around with a smile on my face, leaning down to kiss louis's cheek.

"um. you missed!" "morning breath, bubba."

he stamped his foot on the hardwood floor and pouted. i laugh at his childish antics and handed him his tea. he took it and set on the kitchen island, then he pinned me against our counter. he put his arms at either side of me.

"kiss me," he said, firmly.

"baby, we go through this every day, and every day, you give up. what makes today so different?" "it's saturday and i want a kiss.

i take his arms and set them by his sides. i leaned down, making him think i was going to kiss him, but instead whisper into his ear.

"you must also want a cold breakfast, now go on, lead the way."

as he turned around, i smacked him on the bum, making him jump and yelp in surprise.

"tease," he muttered under his breath.