Larry Stylinson Imagines

the socks

OK so this one is just super wholesome and I love it. It's fluff, but it's good fluff, I think. Crap now I'm overthinking it this was a mistake-

"Good morning, sun." Louis wrapped his arms around Harry's waist where he stood in the kitchen, flipping through a magazine. Harry snickered when he saw what Louis was wearing. 

"Aren't those my socks, Lou?"

"Well, no. I mean, maybe. Probably. Yes, yes they are." Louis took a step back and held a foot up in the air. He was in Harry's pink and white striped socks, but because Harry is so long, they rolled down to Louis's ankles. Harry wrinkled his nose and swatted Louis's foot away. But they're very comfortable."

"Exactly. Take them off, they're mine. I'd like it if you didn't steal them like my Adidas jumper."

"Nope. I'm not gonna take them off, they're mine now." Harry sighed and looked around the house. The good thing was that the flooring was all hardwood. He smirked and a lightbulb went off in his brain.

"Give them back or else."

"Or else what? What're you gonna-," Louis stopped talking when Harry started chasing him, and within 0.02 seconds flat he had slipped on his back and Harry was stealing the socks off his feet.

"Or else that," he laughed, standing up tall with the socks in his hands. Unsurprisingly, they looked very small. "Now I'm gonna go hide these and you're gonna make breakfast."

Louis groaned and leaned his head back, rubbing his eyes and faking injury. "Hazza," he called after him. Harry turned and shook his head. 

"Louis, I'm not gonna fall for that again."

"But Haz, my head really hurts now."

"Lou..." He groaned and walked over, standing over Louis where he lay dramatically sprawled out on the floor. Louis reached up as if to rub his eyes but grabbed Harry by the collar and sat up, kissing him deeply. Harry was taking by surprise, but quickly relaxed into him. Louis saw his opportunity. 

Quickly, he snatched the socks out of Harry's hands and jumped up. "The socks are mine!" he shouted, tacking on a maniacal laugh and running down the hallway, Harry hot on his heels. "Also, you have horrible dragon breath."

:):)