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They end up falling asleep together, and then waking up in the middle of the night with cricks in their backs and necks from staying in the unconventional position for too long.

"Christ, I gotta... I should leave..." His voice is sleep-rough and raspy, deeper than usual. Louis would be turned on by it but he's too tired for his body to react right now, which is a good thing. "Let me get you to bed first, though."

He doesn't protest when Harry slips one arm around the underside of his knees and the other around his back, lifting him up from the couch in an effortless manner, as if Louis weighs nothing. He closes his eyes and feels Harry walk down the hall to his bedroom, the gentle sway of each step making it feel like he's on a boat in the ocean, being lulled by the waves. The sensation is one he doesn't want to let go of, but then he's being set down on a soft, mattress, and being wrapped in warm blankets, and it's not so bad.

Louis is still awake when Harry leans down, inhales his scent, pets his hair, and softly brushes his lips against his forehead in a gentle kiss.

He's about to ask him to stay, but falls asleep before he can get the words out.

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