Larry Stylinson Fluff One-shots

Cuddly Harry

Context:

Larry are married. Every Wednesday Harry comes home tired (and high) from a long day at the studio.

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When Louis hears the jingle of keys at the front door he knows it's going to be Harry. Wednesday's are always tough for Harry, so normally Louis helps him do all the essential parts of his nightly routine. He cooks dinner, he helps harry shower, brushes his teeth and lastly tucks his exhausted baby into bed. But today Louis was out with Phoebe and Daisy all day, he only got home ten minutes before Harry, and it makes him feel guilty that he can't assist Harry with his full attention because he has to do things for himself aswell himself.

As Harry walks in, rubbing his eyes and yawning, he hangs his coat up and imediately makes his way to his Husband. Harry sits on Louis' lap as Louis is sat on the couch, wrapping his limbs around the smaller man.

“Hi, Baby.” Louis coos. “Are we tired, love?” Louis asks gently and Harry hums as a response. Louis untangles Harry's long arms from him and lightly pushes him on to the couch next to him. Harry huffs and pouts.

“Cuddles?” Harry asks sweetly and Louis' heart melts. How can he leave his sleepy baby to go make dinner?

“I'm sorry, Hazzy. I have to make dinner, I was out with Phoebe and Dais the whole day, so I didn't have any time to make it before you got home.”

Harry sighs, slouching down in his seat. His favourite thing is to come home on a Wednesday night and have Louis take care of him. He knows it's selfish but he loves the way that Louis looks at him like Harry's the only person in the world. Harry suddenly perks up. “I help?” He giggles, putting on his smile and puppy eyes the he knows Louis can't resist.

“Okay, Babe. You have to stand up though. I can't carry you while I make dinner.” Louis says, placing a kiss to the younger boys nose.

“Noooo” Harry whines. “Carry me Lou Lou.” And at that Louis caves, letting Harry attach himself to Louis' chest. It's quite hard to carry Harry around. Not because he's heavy, the fact that his limbs are awkwardly long makes the task quite difficult, especially for a small person like Louis. “Can we have Mac 'N' Cheese, Boo Bear?” Harry asks, still clinging to the front of Louis like a baby in a carrier.

“Okay, Bub. Can you sit on the counter though.” Harry sighs, he knows it's impossible for the smaller boy to carry him while making his dinner, so he let's Louis slide him onto the kitchen bench, only after patting his bum firmly.

“Louissss.” Harry whines. “That was my bum bum.”

“I know, love.” Louis chuckles. On any other day Harry is the one taking care of Louis. But Louis loves when this side of Harry shows, he knows that Harry is probably kind of high as he had told Louis about the mushroom intake while he has been writing his new album. He wouldn't be this sweet for anyone else though, only his husband - the love of his life. “I love your bum bum. It's very cute.”

“Yours is cuter.” Harry giggles, his cheeks tinting pink.

The microwave timer goes off and Louis goes to check on their food. He presses the button to open the microwave, standing on his tiptoes, and tries to get the bowl out. He looks back to see Harry half asleep, leaning his head on a cupboard. Louis feels terrible that he has to wake him up.

“Hazzy.” Louis says, stroking the sleeping boys cheeks. Harry hums, not wanting to open his eyes. “I know your tired but can you get the food from the microwave?” Louis asks quietly, carding his fingers through Harry's curls. Harry nods, extending his arms so Louis can pick him up. Louis carries him to the microwave, letting him get their food out and then pouring it all into one big bowl. Normally hed pour it into two bowls but Harry is so tired that he'll probably end up feeding the younger boy anyway.

He guides the sleepy boy onto the kitchen table, sitting on a stool infront of him.

“Are you gonna give me a blow job?” Harry giggles, his face flushing bright red.

“Not tonight, love. You're too tired. Do you want one?” Louis chuckles.

“No, I wanna cuddle. Maybe tomorrow.” Harry yawns. Louis just laughs and starts feeding them both macaroni.

Once they're finished the bowl of pasta Louis quickly places it in the dishwasher and turns his attention back to his sleepy baby.

“I'm gonna have a shower, but we'll tuck you into bed first, yeah?” Harry just shakes his head.

“Do you wanna join me in the shower then?” Louis questions and Harry shakes his head again.

“What would you like to do then, love? Sit in the bathroom and watch me shower?” Louis jokes and Harry nods. Louis shakes his head in amusement, his husband really is a weird one.

Harry sits on the closed lid of the toilet, and watches as Louis get undressed. This is a regular thing for Harry and it shouldn't affect him in anyway, but in the half-drunk, half-high state he's in it obviously turns him on. His jeans only grow tighter when Louis bends down to get a towel from the cupboard. And when Louis looks back at him, the smaller boy chuckles and says, “Come join me in the shower, the water will...fix that.” Louis decides he's not going to touch Harry because he knows that he's high and he wants to make sure that Harry is completely okay and aware about anything Louis does to him, even though they've been married for almost 3 years.

Harry let's Louis undress him and they both hop in the shower, Harry trying not to look at his husbands body as his cock starts to soften. The water has woken him up a bit but he wouldn't dare put down the offer of Louis taking care of him for ten more minutes before they cuddle and eventually fall asleep.

So Louis does just that. Sitting Harry on the countertop next to the basin. Sliding boxers up his legs and over his bum. Letting him climb into Louis' arms and then carrying him to their bed. Placing Harry on his side and the climbing back over him and laying in his arms as he knows Harry likes to be the big spoon.

“Good night, Haz. I love you, Baby.”

And at that Louis anf Harry both fall asleep. Louis tucked firmly in the protective arms of his husband. Dreaming of a certain green-eyed, curly-haired boy that he coincidentally loves to pieces.

Thx for reading! I got 5 reads on the last chapter in like one day - ikr I'm practically famous. can we get a comment on this one?

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