Faded • l.s

"I definitely want to see you again." Harry mumbles. His soft lips reach the tattoo against the older's chest, kissing the tanned skin that glistened so perfectly and prominently with the sun. "Just know if you agree to seeing me again, don't expect anything more than another simple get off."

But Louis can only hum in response, reveling in the feeling of Harry's lips against his collarbones.

Or when Louis and Harry have a one night stand after getting shit faced drunk at a bar and the odds aren't in either's favor when hookups are their only escape.