finding louis ✈ larry stylinson

day twenty✈️

day twenty: blow dïcks, not bubbles [republished & you're welcome...]

11:49am:

"harry, harry! wake up you giant!"

"hmm, y-yes darling, i'm awake."

"i've got the day off..."

harry lowly chuckles, trapping and stopping louis' small fingers from continuing their journey down south of his long frame of a body. "let's do something nice, we're in long island. i bet there's a lot of activities here to do, yeah?"

so, louis pouts but hums loudly in agreement.

it's been a long time since the two have officially had their alone time together and with evidence louis is hella glad that he can finally have his boyfriend all for himself at last. maybe even add a surprise, if you count lace and other kinky costumes.

"something fun, right?" he ponders, chewing his bottom lip slowlh and it doesn't get pass harry because knowing him, lip biting turns him on—well, louis it basically.

"are you saying what i think you're saying?" harry quirks an eyebrow and louis eagerly nods, immediately straddling the topless lad with the duvet loosely around his waist.

"it's been awhile," louis snuggles his head I to harry's neck, lips attached to the heated skin. harry hums in agreement, hands slowly clinging around the older lad's waist."

"long time since we've went to a bakery or a park or went on a date?"
louis' eyes widen in surprise and he pulls away batting at harry's chestwhile harry laughs loudly, falling back so louis is on top.

"you're kidding right?" louis looks down at him but then sooner realises with harry's stilled eyes and straight lips aligned he wasn't at all."oh..."

"look, baby, a lot has happened; someone stealing your records, unknown death of ginger, eddie getting somewhat sick, and other little things. i wanna take it slow now because hey, i wanna marry you someday and have a lot of tomlinson babies running around the house, yelling in happiness. i don't want a relationship that just includes a lot of sex and no love. yeah, sex is great, i know that, it's mindblowing and powerful but there greater things out there that are much more better than sex. like you, my little darling."

louis smiles shyly at his little speech, nudging his shoulder jokingly "why not styles babies?"

harry shrugs, "i'm thinking tomlinson goes way better with harry than styles going with louis if i shall be honest here darling,"

louis giggles then giggles, swiping the fringe away from his soft blue eyes, "you're always honest, harry."

"now always. remember the time i told you your arse was big and sexy?"

uncertain with the direction of the small talk, louis nods gives him a look of 'what the fück are you doing?'

"i lied!" harry blurts, laughing to himself. "it's bubbly, bouncy, and beautiful!"

so leaving the two loudly laughing and clutching their stomachs, harry kisses louis deeply and sighs between their lips, "and mine."

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4:47pm

"haz! where's the remote for the telly? i feel like every time i come over, it's ready to run from me!"

"i don't know, maybe it is. i completely have no control whatsoever for or over it!"

"oh, but during your little down time with louis over here, you're in control. okay."