Larry Stylinson One Shots

One Thing - Harry

Summary: The boys are filming the 'One Thing' music video, and Harry gets cold

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All the boys had been busy lately, all the writing and making music videos, photo shoots, PR stunts and public appearances, they had been running around non-stop and hadn't gotten much time to sleep.

They were all together to film the video for their new song, 'One Thing.' They had been filming all day, roaming all around London. It was night now, coming to an end of their shooting time so they could go rest, but they had to shoot a few more scenes of them goofing off. They were all ready to just pack up and go get some sleep, but management had said they needed to film some more because night time was more "aesthetic" for their fans.

So here they were, in the middle of a random street singing to the camera. This was one of the last of their shoots for the day, so they were trying to get it done as fast as possible.

The four boys were watching what they had filmed so far, when Louis noticed his curly little boyfriend wasn't with them. (A/N hence the words "four boys" haha) He diverted his attention from the music video that was still playing on the small screen to look for his baby curly. He spotted the brown leather couch that they had been lounging on before it got dark, and saw the mop of curly hair resting on one of the armrest.

He sauntered over to the couch, and kneeled down in front of it, reaching out to rub Harry's upper arm. "Hazza?" He whispered, caressing Harry's cheek. When he got no response he moved forward and began leaving lingering kisses all over Harry's face. Harry let out a tiny giggle and then visibly shivered. He puckered his lips and Louis couldn't resist kissing them, softly and slowly. He pulled back and nuzzled their noses together, just then noticing Harry's teeth chattering.

"You cold hazza? Move over a bit, baby" he said, he watched as Harry uncurled from his position to make room for Louis to fit. Louis wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, keeping their noses smooshed together as he moved onto the couch, trapping harry in between.

"L-Lou, c-c-cold," Harry chattered out. Louis hugged Harry tighter to him, completely covering him.

"Is that better, baby? I love you," Louis exclaimed, pressing kisses to his lips, feeling Harry's soft smile under him.

Harry hums in content. "Mmmm, warm," he snuggled closer, pressing a kiss to the corner of Louis' lips. "And I love you more."

They cuddled like that for a while, nose to nose, chest to chest, arms around each other. Harry had already fallen asleep when Liam walked over and told them management was letting them go home because "they earned it." Louis scoffed but got up anyway, pulling Harry with him. He situated Harry in his arms so that his arms were under Harry's legs and bum, and Harry's were around his neck. Harry stuffed his face into Louis' neck for the warmth, making Louis giggle a bit from being ticklish. His legs dangled on either side of Louis' waist but he was comfy nevertheless.

Louis held Harry just like that the whole way home, even on the car ride. He smiled fondly every time Harry would snuggle into his neck more, loving having his baby close.

He got Harry into bed, not having much of a hard time getting him there with unlocking the front door and going up the stairs. He carefully slid Harry under the covers after undressing him to his boxers, and went to go lock up the house. 

Once all the lights were off and all the doors were locked, he trudged upstairs and stripped down to his boxers as well and slid under the covers. He was immediately faced with Harry's curly locks in his face and his head resting on Louis' chest. He buried his face in Harry's hair and breathed in, loving his green apple scented curls. He chuckled when he felt Harry get a little drool on his bare chest, and rubbed up and down Harry's back.

"I love you, Curly"