So, Harry turns on a playlist that he had made Louis, and they let their tea get cold as they dance in the kitchen with the moon lighting their faces and silly smiles and the entire world at their feet. "You're like the moon," Louis tells Harry as he lets Harry spin him around the kitchen singing in his ear. "Quiet and always there," "Hm," Harry hums in Louis' ear. "You're like the sun, all bright and loud," "I don't know if that's a compliment, love," Louis laughs holding Harry closer. "It is," Harry says with a kissAll Rights Reserved
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