Save Me, Officer

Chapter 1

(I know it's been months I'm so sorry I've been super busy I hope you can forgive me I'll try writing more often okay love you enjoy this short little thing I'm sorry for the length I just wanted to get something out there okay love you guys so so much author out)

"Harry! Harry! Help, hurry!"

Harry Styles was in the middle of dressing himself for the day when he heard a cry of distress from his husband. With only one leg fully in his pants and his shirt halfway over his head, he ran-well, closer to hobbled- out of his bedroom to find his husband. "Louis? Where are yo- oh."

He found him in front of the stove with a cloud of smoke cloaking him. In the Tomlinson household, this was a common sight. No matter how much Harry advised against it, Louis insisted on "mastering his culinary skills." The problem with that is you must first have the skills to master them. Louis had none when it came to cooking.

"Save the bacon! It's still salvageable!" Louis cried, quickly moving the pan away from the stove, with the stove fire still going. Harry finished dressing himself while moving around the frantic chef towards the oven instinctively to shut off the flame. Louis always forgot. He nearly burned the apartment down the first time it happened.

"Louis, I told you I'd make breakfast today. You didn't have to wake up early. You need to rest." Harry sighed when he realized Louis wasn't going to listen to him until his too-crisp bacon was saved. He gingerly took the pan from Louis and scraped the food onto a plate and set it onto the coffee table in front of Louis' spot on the sofa.

Louis flopped down in front of his breakfast and took a bite of one of the bacon strips. "I know love, I just wanted to try one more time - Oh that's shit." He tossed the half-eaten burnt bacon back onto the plate in front of him. "Besides, I don't need rest. I slept plenty last night."

"Oh, did you? Because I seem to remember getting a glass of water around 2 AM and seeing you in the study looking at that damned file again." Harry retorted, seating himself next to the shorter man, laying his hand on Louis' knee. "Louis, the facts aren't going to magically rearrange. You've looked that murder over more than a hundred times. Don't you think you would've found a lead if there was one by now?"

The blue-eyed beauty sighed and leaned his head onto Harry's shoulder. "I know, but I just thought that if I looked at it while half-asleep I'd see things a different way and I'd make sense of the thing. But I'm still at square one. I have no idea where to start. It's like the poor guy just dropped dead and his throat slit on the fall down. I've got nothing to go off of except a theory on what the weapon might have been. There's no certainties." He paused, then mumbled. "I don't know if I'm going to solve this one, Harry."

Styles shifted his hand from Louis' knee to his back when he laid on his shoulder, rubbing it in calming circles. "You will, Louis. I promise you will. You've solved more than one case on much less to go off of. You're the best detective I know. And the cutest, too."

"I am not cute." Louis playfully pouted, cheering up slightly. "I'm handsome."

"And beautiful, and dazzling, and smart, and funny, and amazing. You're nothing short of wonderful." Harry added with a loving smile, and leaned in towards Louis' lips. Louis eagerly met him halfway for a kiss. He has no idea how after all these years this adorable man can still bring him butterflies and make his heart skip a beat.

Louis leaned back slightly and smiled, looking into Harry's eyes. "I love you, Harry."

"I love you too. So, so much." Harry responded, affirming it with another loving and powerful kiss.

(Hey that was Chapter One nothing happened don't care that fluff was cute as hell okay author out) ALSO REMINDING EVERYONE I AM REQUESTING A FANMADE COVER FOR THE STORY SO IF YOU MAKE ONE IM VERY GRATEFUL