Who Wooed Who?

Hmm...My favorite dessert

This was supposed to be a full fluff but I couldn't stop myself from writing this chapter. Hehehe ;)
Enjoy lovelies!!!

And the picture is not mine all credits goes to @prettytruthandlies, love their works <3

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After dropping his friend, Harry went home. Entering the house he saw Louis dozed off on the couch with the T.V. still on. Harry walked towards his boyfriend and bend down to give a kiss on his forehead but this time Louis woke up in the action. Seeing his boyfriend for the first time today he smiled brightly and gave a peck on Harry's lips. Harry looked deep into those blue eyes and returned a kiss.

"Hmm... I've missed you."

"I missed you too Lou."

"How was work?"

"Oh it was great. I aced the presentation. And the way my boss looked happy throughout the party I think he is impressed and I might even get a raise" gleamed Harry even though it was a pretty hard day for him with all the stuff going on in his mind.

"You still have one person left to throw a party to" said Louis smiling.

"You can get all the party you want, boo bear" replied Harry slowly locking his hand around his boyfriend's hips.

Louis laughed and kissed his Harry. Harry melted at their contact. He can never get enough of those lips. When they pulled back Louis gazed at his boyfriend, admiring him, looking at every small detail even though he knew every single one memorized.

"What?" asked Harry softly with blush tingling on his cheeks.

"You are so beautiful" Louis replied still admiring Harry.

Harry chuckled and blushed harder at his boyfriend's words.

Louis gave one last kissed and asked "Dinner? I'm starving."

"You didn't eat yet?" asked Harry concerned.

"No, I was waiting for you. I know you wouldn't have had any. So you go and get freshen up. I'll prepare something to eat."

It is true Harry didn't touch his food much during the party and he is pretty hungry right now.

"You are going to cook?" asked Harry in surprise. "What is it gonna be? Frozen pizza?" he teased.

"Nooo" replied Louis quickly.

Harry raised a brow at his boyfriend who was tying his apron.

"Frozen Lasagnes" finished Louis.

Harry laughed looking at his boyfriend all cute standing with the apron tied clumsily around his small waist.

"Seriously Lou the apron is too much" Harry continued to tease.

"Get out of my kitchen" Louis imitated Harry with a long face.

"That's nothing like me" laughed Harry.

"Well yeah it's cuter, now move your ass out of my kitchen so that I can cook us a delicious dinner."

"Whoa! Ok chef, the hot ass is moving" joked Harry and left to take a quick shower.

After a pleasing shower Harry stepped out and changed into his shorts and tank tops. He walked to the kitchen drying his hair with a towel. He inhaled the strong smell of the baked lasagne which was filling the room. Harry was taken aback by the arrangements Louis made. It was simple but yet romantic. A scented candle was lit up in the middle of their round dining table filling the room with its sweet aroma. And the plates along with the cutlery were neatly places over some tissues. Goblets were filled with water. Along with the other things a small folded card saying 'Hôtel privé de Louis' was neatly placed in the middle of the table. And Louis was standing near the oven with mittens on holding the lasagne. Harry moved slowly still being awe-struck. Without his realization couple of tears rolled down his cheeks.