(Jan. 3)
louis and harry were sound asleep in bed. louis was lying on his back, with harry wrapped in his arms. harry had his head on louis' bare chest, his arms hugging louis. louis started waking up, groaning. he placed his hand on his head due to a hangover from the night before. he looked down at harry, smiling at the sight of his husband sleeping. he ran his hand through harry's hair and kissed the top of his head.
harry stirred awake, looking up at louis. "good morning." harry smiled.
"good morning love." louis leaned down a little to kiss harry, but harry placed his hand over louis' mouth. "what's wrong?"
"morning breath." harry said.
"well, then, lets go brush our teeth so i can kiss you."
louis and harry slowly make their way out of bed and into the bathroom. each grabbed their own tooth brushes from th small cup next to the sink. harry and louis raced to grabbed the toothpaste, but harry grabbed the toothpaste first. louis bumped harry while he was putting the toothpaste now, spilling it on the floor. "ugh, louis."
"that's what you get," louis sadi as he took the toothpaste from harry. "for taking the toothpaste." after louis applies the toothpaste to his toothbrush he hands it to harry. instead of putting the toothpaste on his toothbrush, he put it on his finger.
harry rubbed the toothpaste on louis' cheek, and louis gasped. "you did not." louis took the toothpaste and squirted it all on harrys face and hair.
"louisssss." harry groaned. "now i'm going to have to take a show-."
louis kissed harry in the middle of his sentence. "what? your mouth was covered in toothpaste, i would think the mint would cover the morning breath." louis said before brushing his teeth.
"i love you." harry said smiling.
"i love you too darling."
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Twelve Days of Larry. ls
Fanfica story how louis and harry celebrate the twelve days of Christmas. short story (Completed.) Copyright © 2014 mysecretjournal ALL RIGHTS RESERVED