They make it to the bed eventually.
"I see what you mean," says Louis, crossing his wrists above his head and leaning back, hips bobbing up absently. "It does look an awful lot like Ramen noodles."
When he comes, he gets a little on Justin's cheek, and Harry refuses to look him in the eye until he's apologized profusely to the band as a whole.
"Well," says Louis, after a thorough scrubbing with one of the baby wipes propped up on the bedside table, "I guess we can say bye bye bye to that stain!"
Harry makes him sleep on the couch.
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