Larry One-Shots

[1] Happy Birthday, Lou

WARNINGS: SMUT!!!
(only at the end, so you can read and then you can stop, I'll warn you short before it starts ;) )

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUIS!!!!
(he won't read that but still...)
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I HOPE YOU SPEND YOU 23RD BIRTHDAY WITH YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS AND WITH YOUR PARTNER, WHO HAS LONG AND BROWN HAIR. ;)
I HOPE YOU BECOME HAPPY AGAIN (if you aren't already) AND WON'T HAVE MUCH TROUBLE WITH ANYBODY!!!
STAY HOW YOU ARE, BECAUSE THAT IS HOW EVERYBODY LOVES YOU!

ONLY ONE OF YOUR FANS
ELENA XXX

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So this is more a one-shot than an image, but I hope you like it anyway.
It's about how Louis and Harry spending Louis' b-day.

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Louis feels something warm on his cheek, something wet. He slowly opens his eyes to see shining green ones right above his head.

"Happy birthday, babe.", Harry smirks and kisses his cheek.
Louis recognizes that feeling and realizes, that it was a kiss on his cheek what woke him up.

"Morning, Haz!" Louis mumbles, still tired.
Harry lays down next to Louis and the smaller boy immediately snuggles closer to his boyfriend.

Harry chuckles quietly while looking down at his boy laying as close to him as possible, with his head on Harry's shoulder. He kisses Louis hair before stroking it gently. Louis leans into the touch nearly purring while he lays one hand on the taller boy's chest.

They lay like this for a few minutes, both find it too comfortable to move or stand up, but then Louis stomach growls making him blush a bit.

Harry chuckles lightly at his cute reaction. "I made breakfast for you. You wanna stand up?"

Louis nods, but doesn't move.
Not one little bit.

"You want me to pick you up, don't you?" ,Harry sights a bit, but smiles even brighter.

Louis nods again, blushing a bit more. He hides his face in Harry's shoulder grinning against the soft skin.

"Love, you have to sit up then, huh?"

"Okay." Louis mumbles against Harry's shoulder before sitting up.

His boyfriend stands up and Louis sees that he is only wearing sweatpants. Harry puts his hands under Louis' bum and picks him up as Louis wraps his arms around Harry's neck and his short legs around Harry's waist.

Louis nuzzles his nose in his boyfriends neck kissing it lightly and breathing in the scent of him. It smells like vanilla and Harry's shampoo and, well, Harry. He can't describe the smell, but it's his favorite on the whole world.

The taller boy squeezes Louis' bum and gets a squeal as reaction. He laughs and his boyfriend glares at him, but his pout becomes a smile quickly. He pecks Harry on his mouth shortly before rubbing their noses together in an eskimo kiss.

They both start grinning like idiots, but they love it so much.

Harry goes to the kitchen, where he sits Louis on a chair.

"What'd you make, babe?" Louis asks Harry, who stands at the stove.

"Pancakes with bacon, Mr. Tomlinson." He answers while he goes back to the little table, where Louis sits at, with one arm behind his back and with the other one he has a plate with Louis breakfast on it.

"Thanks, Mr. Styles." Louis giggles as Harry puts the plate in front of him. Then Harry takes his own plate and sits down next to Louis.

Harrys smaller boyfriend looks up at him and starts leaning in and he as well. Their lips touch lightly when they meet in the middle. Louis puts both his hands in Harry's pulling him closer, while Harry puts his hands on Louis's petite waist loving the warmth of Louis' body.