𝐇𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐋.𝐒

Episode 3.1

Categorie - Once and forever -

They were both lying on the sofa, Louis over Harry, and had just been busy kissing for half an hour. Louis was between his legs, his hands on Harry's cheek. He had his eyes firmly closed and stroked gently on the warm skin under his fingertips. A satisfied, happy expression lay on Louis' face. Harry had laid his hands on Louis' lower back, slid his hands slightly under his shirt and wrapped his legs around him. Just in case Louis wanted to run away. Although, I don't think that was going to happen. Well, he saved him from falling off the sofa.

After their argument and Louis' apology, they decided to stop talking for the evening. For today it had caused more stress than anything else and actually they had wanted to meet here to enjoy the time together. So they had agreed to make themselves comfortable, which of course quickly turned into a snogging. But neither of them had anything against it.

Even if it might be kitschy, Harry had put on some candles in the meantime and played some soft music. He simply liked it and it was somehow part of it. When Louis parted from his lips and they both took a little air, Harry lovingly brushed his pony out of his forehead. Harry never thought he and Louis would ever be together again like this. Nor that it felt so good, but it did. Even better than it had been, even though everything had been new and exciting. Now it had a different meaning and went so much deeper. Even though they could still argue just as brilliantly as then, no sooner had they been alone for five minutes than Harry didn't want it any other way. They loved each other and he was not ready to break their special bond again. He wanted Louis by his side for as long as possible and he knew that this time they would do better. Because they were older, because they had learned, because they had understood how a relationship worked and that fighting was part of it and not the end of the world. And Harry would rather argue with Louis all the time than not talking to him again for six months or even longer.

"What are you thinking about?" Louis asked him, stroking tenderly down Harry's neck, where a new hickey was shining. "That you need a haircut again," grinned Harry, ran through Louis' hair and quickly closed her lips for another kiss. He knew himself that his hair didn't look much better right now and could do without the lecture. Louis was satisfied with the kiss and it took another half an eternity before they parted. But only because Harry had had to take a sip. Louis leaned back a little, let his hand wander into Harry's neck, which Harry immediately let lean into the touch. It was unbelievable that they couldn't go three seconds without touching or looking at each other. I guess some things never change. Harry threw a smile over his shoulder, took another sip from the water bottle.

"Did you really mean what you said before about me moving in here?" Louis asked him and made Harry blush immediately. He had forgotten all about it. To buy time, he kept drinking and thinking about what he should say. Harry hadn't thought about it at all, but if he went by his gut feeling that the prospect was sending out clear signals in the form of a butterfly tornado, the answer was pretty clear. "My ugly bowl still lives here, it's practically half my property," joked Louis, scratching Harry's neck. He noticed that Harry was struggling with an answer and wanted to drop the subject.

"Lou, I... I'd like to go right out and get the other half of your stuff here, but..." Harry bit his lips slightly and carefully turned the bottle closed. "Isn't that a bit hasty?"

"When we first moved in together, I knew you for much less than I know you now."

"Oh, you're such a jerk!" Harry grinned and hit Louis with a pillow against his stomach.

"What?" he laughed, wrapping his arms around the pillow. "I'm right.

"Yes, but this was something completely different. Didn't we say we'd take it slow?"