Between the Sheets {l.s.}

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The two both woke up in unison because of the sun hitting their eyes, and they hid under the sheets to block out the light.

He loved it when Harry and him would watch late-night movies under the blankets. Louis would purposely choose a comedy just so he could hear Harry's laugh, or a scary movie just so Harry would hold him tight.

Like most couples would say, it was like music to their ears, hearing their significant other laugh. But to Louis it was like a symphony of everything beautiful, it brought him to life, and made his insides fill with butterflies.

Louis scooted closer to Harry's half-awake body and held him close. He felt complete having Harry close to him.

Harry placed a sloppy kiss on his Louis' neck, trailing his lips all the way to Louis', where they kissed passionately.

Louis' eyes were sparkling brightly like diamonds when they pulled away, and Harry hummed, tracing his fingers across Louis' smooth face, eventually falling asleep from his soothing touch. Harry did the same soon after, wrapping his arms around his small body.

Why did Louis have to be so perfect?

How did Louis end up all his?