𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 {𝐿.𝑆.}

𝟚𝟘 ~ 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵

I woke up with Louis arm still wrapped around me. I turned around in his grip and looked at him. He groaned a little at my turn but didn't seem to be awake yet.

I stroke his hair and the frown on his face slowly disappeared. He looks so beautiful when he's asleep. It's such a peaceful sight. To just look at him and hear him mumble in his sleep.

I wish I would wake up like this every day. His soft hair slipping through my fingers making me feel so calm. After a while he slowly opens his eyes and I smile at him.

"Goodmorning Princess." I say kissing his forehead.

"Please don't call me princess." He says groaning and slightly turning away.

"Whatever you want grumpypants." I chuckle as he slaps me with a pillow.

"I was just trying to be nice and all you do is groan at me." I say pouting.

"I'm sorry Hazz." He says pulling me back into his arms.

He suddenly squints his eyes at me. "Were you watching me sleep?" He asks.

"Maybe..." I say blushing

"Creep." He jokes a little.

"What can I say. I'm a creep. I'm a weirdo." I start singing and he just rolls his eyes.

"You're my weirdo tho." He says tightening the hug.

"I am." I hum while burying my face in his chest. It feels so comfortable when I'm vulnerable around him.

"Are you okay?" He asks with a little concern in his voice.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Because uhm. Because of last night..." he starts licking his lip and seems a little stressed again.

"What about last night?" Now he got me concerned.

"I was kinda harsh on you..." he says shyly. His cheeks turning red.

"Mhmm." I just nod in agreement. He was. But I didn't mind.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks very serious as he gulps.

"Not really. Why?"

"Because you looked like you were gonna die on me last night." He says trying to hold in a chuckle.

"I'm just not used to it yet. Like I said. I'm always a top. Nobody ever treated me like that you know..." I just don't want to admit that I actually loved him taking control. Maybe I'm not so tops after all...

"Yeah. I get it. It's probably a little weird." He says thinking.

"Not really, I'm just not used to it yet." I say trying to give him a little more confidence because he looks like he feels sorry all of a sudden.

"How about we get up and make some breakfast." I propose. I've been awake for a while now and I'm feeling like this conversation is gonna be awkward if we go any further.

"Mhmm. Sounds good." He says agreeing. I stand in front of my closet and pull out some oversized shirts with two pairs of sweatpants.

"JESUS CHRIST." I suddenly here Lou cursing.

"Oh yeah. I should've warned you about that." I say chuckling. "Uhm. You're probably gonna feel some uhm. After works from last night."

"HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO WALK?!" He yells at me while waggling in my direction.

"You don't. You waggle. Just like this. It gets better over time." I say assuringly. I try to hold my laughter but he looks so funny.